Being the sole holdout of dipping french fries with ketchup, I am amazed how the empire of this condiment could fall so quickly.
It wasn't but twenty years ago when ketchup was the goto staple with fries in america. Golden fries being dipped in a velvet red sauce, bring that familiar taste. Years go by and now the selection of complementary sauces has expanded exponentially. When given the choice (when people are asked) of sauces they would like to consume, I am hard pressed to find anyone who will stick with plain old ketchup at a Red Robins.
Variety has changed it all. It is in fashion to have a distain for ketchup and if you are a gourmet chef it is in fashion to like ketchup. We like to think that the stuff we consume says/portrays positive attributes about ourselves. I wish it were that easy. I like ketchup, but I also like to sandbag. Do I really like ketchup?
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