(Incidentally, can I just let you know how grateful I am that I am not pregnant? Because opening a ketchup bottle before, say, noon is not a good idea while dealing with pregnancy-nausea.)
My Em adores ketchup sandwiches. It's actually a little disturbing, but it's so convenient and and she loves them so much...we just go with it. She has one in her lunch every school day, and at least twice a week she has one for her after school snack as well.
Back to this morning: On the new ketchup bottle, there was a recipe. In and of itself, that is not an unusual thing--many food packages have recipes. But this recipe was for...
...cookies.
Ketchup cookies. Or catsup cookies, if you want to be cute. Either way you spell it, it sounds less than appetizing.
And before you ask, no, I'm not going to try to make them. I don't like peanut butter cookies, with or without ketchup. But if you try them, be sure to let me know how they taste. Or bring a few to Em--I think she'd appreciate them.
(Total random sidenote: One year for Christmas, I got a flashlight disguised as a ketchup bottle. It looked exactly like this one:
And I adored it so much. Thanks, Mema and Daddy Santa!)
Well, isn't tomato technically a fruit? Truly sounds gross, but I might have to try it simply out of curiosity.
ReplyDeleteYou'll have to let me know if you do try it, Steph. I'm morbidly curious.
ReplyDeleteAnd I try to reconcile myself about Em's ketchup sandwiches by thinking of ketchup as just tomato jelly. Really.