You wake up blindfolded, tied to a chair. The blindfold gets lifted and you’re in a cold, barren room with a table and 4 containers and 2 strange men. One of them holds a firearm to your head and says “drink one.” The containers are clearly labeled Ranch, Ketchup, Mustard and Tartar Sauce. They are all 1-gallon containers and they are all not poisoned but you MUST drink one to survive. Let’s say you have 1 hour to do so. Which one are you drinking?
I honestly have 0 clue what tartar sauce is, and ranch is ok, but feels too salty and musky (in a good way) to drink on its own. Now, between mustard and ketchup, I’d choose ketchup because it’s decently close to tomato.
EDIT: Looked up tartar sauce, sounds delicious, but it also sounds like it’d suffer from the same thing as ranch.
Mustard in my opinion, is the best normal sauce there is. Its flavor is unlike anything else, and it pairs well with any foods. But the obvious answer to this question is Cane’s sauce, cause that stuff is addictive
Hmmm…Zero calories in mustard so that’s the pick for sure. Everything else would prolly have me throwing up but mustard I could handle I think. I normally prefer a real smooth and vinegary French Dijon but I would be hoping for like some ball park classic yellow for this.
Consuming a gallon of ranch and then washing it down with some pizza. That’s not even a terrible fate, that’s just an average Friday night in the midwest
Well lactose intolerant so ranch and tartar sauce are out also pickles trigger my acid reflux so that’s a double no. Ketchup I would probably get some nasty indigestion and my diabetic self might collapse by the end however… when I was younger I did something extremely unhealthy I called the celery diet. I ate nothing but celery in various forms for over a month. It was bad I didn’t understand the effects of fiber or why that would not be great later until I did that experiment. Often my go to was mustard and celery and because of this I’m absolutely repulsed by celery and mustard.
This will result in, what I imagine to be, a very unpleasant trip to the bathroom no matter which you choose.
Give me A1 sauce. Now that I feel I could enjoy a gallon of.