Over the last year or so, I have had the debate with some friends over on that lovely social network site about what does and does not require ketchup. The answers were enough to make ones head spin. My lovely wife thinks it’s a sin of sorts to marry ketchup and eggs, my kids love it on everything hot to “cool it down”, and I found a friend who dresses her curry chicken with it (I still think her husband needs to sit down and talk with her). Alas, this is a different kind of ketchup. For when my cousin utters those words, it means we haven’t spoken in a while and we need to catch up.
I know I should have kept notes on my Blackberry, but meh… I am sure if I forget anything someone in the camp will remind me, or I will remind myself. So here goes, I promise I will keep it short.
