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There’s something to be said about a restaurant that leaves the ketchup on the table. I see it as a sign—a gesture—signaling that the proprietor trusts me enough to leave the condiments in my care. This is important because, in a free society, no person should ever have to ask for ketchup.
I happen to use a lot of ketchup on my breakfast hash browns and on my French fries at lunch. If I see ketchup at the table when I’m seated at a restaurant, I get a feeling of comfort—I’m reassured that The World is not such a bad place after all; that America isn’t on it’s way to hell at a high rate of speed.
Unfortunately, more & more establishments appear to be pulling ketchup from the their tables. I’m sure there’s a legitimate reason for this and I’m sure it involves saving money—financial concerns should never become entangled with the need for a readily-accessible bottle of ketchup.