No amount of experimentation can ever prove me right; a single experiment can prove me wrong. - Albert Einstein
Most of you have a container like this someplace in your home. A collection of condiments from fast food joints. Those cute, unopened bottles purloined from discarded room service trays. Ketchup, mustard, hot sauce and soy. Lemon juice and vinegar. Jelly and honey. Ready for any emergency.
We have a tiny set of plastic drawers in the trunk of the car for those impromptu picnics, and this bin in the basement, which was overfloating as my kids used to say.
So Alison and I decided on a challenge yesterday. Other than oil and some onion, we would construct a tomato based BBQ sauce for our chicken dinner. Other than a few ketchup packets way past the sell by date, the stuff was in good condition. Not a bad sauce at the end - though my friend Kevin Weeks disowned me over the tomato base. Tennessean.
We had fun though.