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Bruce, Caroline

Some Serious Thoughts on Ketchup

Okay, I know I've been having a lot of fun lately with the whole ketchup
thing, and I plan to continue doing so. But I'd be interested in some
thoughts here.

Why do we, we being people in general, think some things enhance the
flavor of something, while other things mask the flavor or even yuckify
it?

Let's lok at the ketchup, for example. I truly, and in all honesty,
believe that ketchup enhances the flavor of chicken, steak, roast beef,
and so on. I'm not making that up. And other people truly feel that
ketchup masks the flavor of the food. Many of these same people will
say, sincerely and fervently, that a glass of wine enhances the flavor
of certain foods. I will contend, with equal sincerity, that there are
few more disgusting ways to wreck good meat than with a glass of wine.
And many of the ketchup detractors, who fervently believe that ketchup
masks or destroys flavor, believe that barbecue wsauce enhances it. So,
in all seriousness, is it a matter of personal preference, is it just a
matter of my being strange, is it a matter of people prejudging ketchup
on things without trying it, or is there something more to it?
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I'm not a good person to judge this, but I *believe* it's a personal preferance. My daughter doesn't much like ketchup and would rather have bbq sauce, ranch or honey mustard on her food. My ex-husband and my boys could suck the ketchup out of the packets. They put it on almost every bite of food. I keep an inexaustable stock of ketchup in the pantry, just in case. And I don't even like it.
As for me and ketchup. When I was in 5th grade, at a brand new school, new kid at the lunch table. We had burgers for our school lunch. I put ketchup all over mine. Took a bite, and promptly barfed all over the table in front of me. Hitting other kids and their platers as well. Then other kids barfed. It was pretty damn humilitating.
The ketchup had gone BAD. Badbadbadbad. and the taste made me hurl. So no more ketchup for me. uck.