wasn’t it jackie o that loved to drown things in ketchup that his quitting over it made news? anyone remember if it was her, or another?
just checked.. it WAS jackie
(i memorize all that i read to some extend, so i remember all those tiny articles few others do)
Years ago, Gal told me a story about Jacqueline Kennedy-Onassis. Jackie had a famous chef who made her meals. The chef loved his job so much he did his best to make her the most special food every time. He looked for special ingredients and measured every drop, but when she sat at the table, she took a bottle of ketchup, flooded her dish with the red sauce and ate it with pleasure. The chef was so frustrated that one day, he served her horse meat and mushrooms. When she poured ketchup all over it and ate it, the chef quit and told the press.
This story was meant to say that Jackie Kennedy-Onassis had no taste, but to me, it also says she was happy (at least with her food). She was one of the richest women in the world and she made a rule that made her happy with very little effort – by pouring ketchup over her food. The chef’s rule was that food is good only if it contains fine ingredients in precise measures and is made with a lot of effort and skill. Jackie had a rule that if there is ketchup on her food, it tastes great! So simple.
i remember LOTS of such articles and tiny things… the minute your post came up, my mind started referencing… and remembered that article the day i read the paper as a kid back in 77!!! (how does everyone here think i find so much stuff, i remember everything so only have to look for it)
i was 13 that year….
🙂
oh… read the article to find out the revenge he took on her besides telling all… 🙂
oh… and notice the bias order article next to it! hmmm…
Artfldgr: that certainly goes against Jackie’s image of sophistication. It allies her instead with Nixon, he of the cottage cheese mixed with ketchup (can’t find any reliable source for the Nixon story, although I’ve heard it plenty of times).
I happen to like ketchup. Just not on everything. But on burgers and fries it is necessary for the full, rich experience.
Must be nice to have nothing else to worry about than ketchup. No feral Muslims in banlieues, no banks circling the bowl, no currency problems, nothing like that. O happy land.
I bet if you put pureed fresh tomato with a touch of salt and vinegar on the menu, the control freak food snobs wouldn’t get the irony.
Once at a very chi-chi bistro-type place in Marin County (snob HQ, for those who don’t know the area) I asked for a Perrier and soda.
No one laughed.
Maybe she told Reagan it was good enough to serve as a vegetable.
Ketchuphobia OK, Islamophobia no way.
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wasn’t it jackie o that loved to drown things in ketchup that his quitting over it made news? anyone remember if it was her, or another?
just checked.. it WAS jackie
(i memorize all that i read to some extend, so i remember all those tiny articles few others do)
here is a link to the original newspaper article i remembered
http://tinyurl.com/6kyz4y5
it was march 18,1977
i remember LOTS of such articles and tiny things… the minute your post came up, my mind started referencing… and remembered that article the day i read the paper as a kid back in 77!!! (how does everyone here think i find so much stuff, i remember everything so only have to look for it)
i was 13 that year….
🙂
oh… read the article to find out the revenge he took on her besides telling all… 🙂
oh… and notice the bias order article next to it! hmmm…
Artfldgr: that certainly goes against Jackie’s image of sophistication. It allies her instead with Nixon, he of the cottage cheese mixed with ketchup (can’t find any reliable source for the Nixon story, although I’ve heard it plenty of times).
I happen to like ketchup. Just not on everything. But on burgers and fries it is necessary for the full, rich experience.
Must be nice to have nothing else to worry about than ketchup. No feral Muslims in banlieues, no banks circling the bowl, no currency problems, nothing like that. O happy land.
I bet if you put pureed fresh tomato with a touch of salt and vinegar on the menu, the control freak food snobs wouldn’t get the irony.
Once at a very chi-chi bistro-type place in Marin County (snob HQ, for those who don’t know the area) I asked for a Perrier and soda.
No one laughed.
Maybe she told Reagan it was good enough to serve as a vegetable.
Ketchuphobia OK, Islamophobia no way.