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----------> (not ketchup BUT tomato ice cream: mdn.mainichi-msn.co.jp
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you know, ketchup NEVER got it's due. all the talk now is about salsa. yes, i like, well love salsa, but c'mon, salsa is NO ketchup. as the old grrrl scout adage goes, make new friends, BUT KEEP THE OLD - one is silver and the other is gold
KETCHUP is my favorite condiment. it always has been and always will be. it can and does go on just about ANYTHING. it can be mixed with things (mayo, mustard, sweeteners, vinegar and my favorite mix - wasabi) and forms the BASE of things such as b-b-q sauce (a WHOLE other love of mine. and yes, i'm vegan but STILL love me some b b q)
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when beth and i worked together years ago, we used to occasionally go out after a hard day o' sweating over the papers on our desks. the morning after our outings when i'd open my handbag to get my makeup out (or whatever) i'd ALWAYS find a mini bottle (or two) of ketchup (it MYSTERIOUSLY APPEARED ONLY AFTER OUTINGS WITH BETH). i miss those times and i miss seeing beth every day - but we're still friends and she's always in my heart
AS IS KETCHUP!!!
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By Frank Greve McClatchy Newspapers
WASHINGTON - People used to reach for the ketchup bottle with a little dread.
Would they have to poke a knife up the bottle's neck to get the ketchup going? If the bottle was an old-fashioned squeezable, would it emit that conversation-stopping sound that made kids giggle? Would the first thing out of the bottle be a sneeze of watery juice?
Those days are virtually over, and the liberation is especially worth celebrating around Independence Day, the year's peak holiday for ketchup.
The condiment's founding fathers were East Asian spice exporters who sold British and Dutch traders something like Worcestershire sauce that they called "ketsiap." That was in the 1600s. A century later, Nova Scotia farmers added surplus tomatoes and sugar to the mix. The rest is history......
Would they have to poke a knife up the bottle's neck to get the ketchup going? If the bottle was an old-fashioned squeezable, would it emit that conversation-stopping sound that made kids giggle? Would the first thing out of the bottle be a sneeze of watery juice?
Those days are virtually over, and the liberation is especially worth celebrating around Independence Day, the year's peak holiday for ketchup.
The condiment's founding fathers were East Asian spice exporters who sold British and Dutch traders something like Worcestershire sauce that they called "ketsiap." That was in the 1600s. A century later, Nova Scotia farmers added surplus tomatoes and sugar to the mix. The rest is history......
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four bottle picture: bradleysalmanac.com
broken bottle picture: mehrzweckbeutel.de
linux wrapper: linux.duke.edu/~icon/bizarre/linux_ketchup.jpghellskitcheninc.com
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ragtimepiano.ca/images/ketchup.jpg
5 comments:
I love this post . . . Ketchup rules.
Also, interestingly enough, the Hell's Kitchen ketchup in the photo above comes from Hell's Kitchen, a predominately breakfast restaurant that I sometimes walk to from my apartment. (great lobster omelettes)
This post was awesome. Like you said salsa is fine but nothing can soothe the soul sometimes like a huge plate of homemade french fries and ketchup. A beer or two also helps.
wow rick the more i hear about minneapolis the madder i get at myself for never going out there on bid-nez when i had the chance (we still have an office there but now i deal more with des moines)
thanks so much b b!!! i be lovin' me some fries and ketchup too! how could you not?
Great post....I thoroughly enjoyed it as well as the memories of the old days.
Does anyone call it catsup anymore? It doesn't matter what you call it, there's nothing like a big wad of that sweet, thick, beautiful colored condiment that does the body good!!
I love you more!!
damn you - i love YOU more
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