I’m taking a break from hot sauce, and now the family is at war over ketchup Romesh Ranganathan
almost 5 years in The guardian
I look across the table at our youngest applying what could best be described as a lake of tomato sauce
When you are away from your family for extended periods of time, the heart aches to be with them, enjoying their company. When you are with them for extended periods of time, you sometimes visualise ripping their heart from their chest like the racially offensive bad guy in Indiana Jones And The Temple Of Doom.
This week, I have had some time off and so have been at home with the family a lot. This has seen us get so snappy with each other that we have been pushed to the brink – often, but not only, by condiments. I have taken a break from my usual hot sauce, to give my digestive system a rest. (The details of which I went into at length in my book. I realise that looks like a plug but, truth be told, I went into way too much detail, something I only realised when I was reading it for the audiobook, by which time it was too late.) Continue reading...