“Gourmet what!?”, you think. Yes. Ketchup. “Blashphemy!”, you say. “Who ever needs fancy condiments?!” We thought so too, until we considered mustard. The squeeze-bottle mustard the with that Radiation Yellow color pales in comparison to that old-style stone-ground spicy mustard in the glass jar, right? And you know what? Ketchup is no different. Unless you dig dousing your burger in watery discharge, squeeze-bottle fart sounds, and (eventually) mediocre ketchup, you should try upping to Kensington’s. This shit is the real deal.
Sir Kensington Gourmet Ketchup
