My friend Gary sent me a horrifying article from the New York Times. Apparently New York is lousy with ketchup haters! As Gary says, it's a prejudice. I don't understand it. Why can't we eat something how we like it?
I sent him an email thanking him for bringing this crime to my attention and for the rad drawing accompanying it. Here it is. Pretty great, right?!
Gary says: Garyzilla is versatile, he can do anything! And unlike me, he is NOT a vegetarian, and finds people super tasty :) But a little ketchup first to take the edge off the Body odor ;)
A quote from the ketchup haters: “If I go to an American restaurant or pub, I have my burger with ketchup,” Greko Chemoul said. “But I don’t think it looks good when I have ketchup on the side of my coq au vin or grilled lamb. It’s a question of design.”
What a self important ass. Also, how do you pronounce coq?
I'm not sure if everyone knows, but I was once the victim of ketchup shaming. Thanks to Cameron I now have a tiny glass ketchup bottle for easier ketchup smuggling. She also bought me ketchup chips! She's awesome.
I'm not sure what ketchup has ever done to bother people. This is an injustice! I am afraid there is no reasoning with people like Mr. Coq though. Reminds me of the wise, old saying, haters gonna hate.