I hate ketchup with a passion.
I don’t know about this guy.
Ketchup or Catsup? Anyway on pasta it must be an extreme right wing delicacy practiced by bigots and fascists. LOL
I don’t know about this guy.
When my Dad was quite young during the Great Depression there were five children and my Grandmother in their household. My Grandfather died from a car accident a few years earlier.
They were so broke that my Grandmother would give one of the children a dollar and they would walk about 1.5 miles to a local store and purchase a loaf of bread and a jug of catsup. Catsup sandwiches. That would make all their meals for around three days until the children and my Grandmother could work enough to buy another loaf of bread and more catsup.
The strange thing is my Dad still liked catsup until the day he passed away.