A Saucy Question

 

Due to the pandemic, an alarming situation has arisen. The Daily Telegraph, of Thursday 8th, reported that the Wall Street Journal had uncovered a shortage of an essential part of the English Breakfast - tomato sauce, or ketchup, as the New York Paper calls it. The crisis seems to be confined to the take-away industry and the sachets they provide, but who knows how it will spread. Although prices have risen by 13%, there seems to be no need for the general public to panic buy, but there is no indication that those take-aways that offer ketchup sachets with their food intend to recompense customers for the lack of this essential to good eating.

The shortage is reputed to have been caused by patrons not being able to eat in any other way than off-premises, but who can say if, now they have become accustomed to sachets, they will be prepared to return to the traditional bottled variety with its collar of dried dribble. At home, one can always lick the bottle, but this is frowned upon in catering establishments.

The danger is that a generation will grow up that will never have wakened from slumber and smiled at the thought of a proper breakfast. It is all very well, as has been suggested, that a decent portion of baked beans will supply the want, but there is no comparison between an egg, or a sausage for that matter, floating in a sea of beans, and one adorned with a good crimson dollop of tomato sauce, or ketchup, if you prefer.

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