A Brief History of Condiment Hoarding
Papa Kisky and his 12 pack o’ relish
Hi Friends and Mom,
Do you answer yes to any or all of the following statements?
I get visibly upset when I'm at a restaurant and they don't have my hot sauce of choice.
There have been times in my life when the number of condiments in my refrigerator/cupboards heavily outweighed the number of actual food items.
I mentally rank the restaurant ranch in my city's metropolitan area.
I once dated a person who didn't like sauce (not even ketchup - the training wheels of condiments) and it was a DEAL BREAKER.
I PANICKED when news of the Sriracha Drought broke.
If you answered yes to any of these, then you might be sauce-obsessed. Obsauced? Can I trademark that?
You heard it here first, folks - condiment hoarding is a genetic trait. You might not see bio-markers on 23andMe results, but we still know it’s real. As a child I remember my dad worrying that Trader Joe’s was going to discontinue his favorite BBQ sauce/spice blend/random condiment du jour and thus purchasing in mass quantities. I now live with the same paranoia, and buy Everything But the Bagel in triplicate.
I feel that it is my civic duty to share recipes, favorites, unique products and reviews with you (even if "you" is just my 3 best friends and mom). Until next time…
