Showing posts with label ketchup. Show all posts
Showing posts with label ketchup. Show all posts
Tuesday, October 23, 2007
"For some families, ketchup accounts for a large part of the household vegetable intake."
So ketchup is a vegetable! In an article about "going organic," the New York Times blithely expresses the belief that has sprouted millions of Reagan jokes for the last quarter century.
Labels:
food,
journalism,
ketchup,
nyt,
Reagan,
vegetables
Saturday, May 26, 2007
"What is the single strangest thing I can do with ketchup?"
Well:
[A] teenage boy rubs ketchup over his face like acne cream, then puts pickles on his eyes. One contestant chugs ketchup straight from the bottle, while another brushes his teeth, washes his hair and shaves his face with Heinz’s product. Often the ketchup looks more like blood than a condiment.
Friday, September 29, 2006
The restaurant where I had a very late lunch alone...
... looks so lonely in the photographs.



ADDED: That ketchup and mustard, it's ironic, right? No one actually needs to squirt such mass quantities of ketchup and -- especially -- mustard on their food. Paired up like that, those two bottles symbolize the couples that should be sitting at the tables but are not. The designer of this retro restaurant -- he is taunting me!
ADDED: That ketchup and mustard, it's ironic, right? No one actually needs to squirt such mass quantities of ketchup and -- especially -- mustard on their food. Paired up like that, those two bottles symbolize the couples that should be sitting at the tables but are not. The designer of this retro restaurant -- he is taunting me!
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