Are you catching my drift?

I tend to assume that after hiking all day, people get a little crazy. So after hiking two mountains today, two very very tall mountains, Sarah was probably just being silly when she said her diner food all tasted like apples. At least, that's what the rest of us thought the first time she mentioned it.

Sarah ordered a veggie burger and piled ketchup on it after getting the bottle from Miranda. I took the ketchup and put some on my burger and fries, handing it off to Jenny, though by the time we got it there was not much left, and we borrowed a bottle from the table behind us. As we're munching and talking about how good food was after hiking all day, Sarah starts complaining again that her ketchup tastes like apples. At this point Miranda jumps in and says "mine too!" and we all look at each other and burst into laughter.

Jenny and I, perplexed, try some of Miranda's ketchup and find to our surprise that they aren't crazy and ours was simply dilluted-- the ketchup actually tasted like apple cinnamon.

Our waiter came to ask if everything was okay, and we burst into laughter a second time as we tried to explain that our ketchup tasted like it had cinnamon applesauce in it... We couldn't help it, but we knew he probably thought we were wackos. Being a good waiter, he took our ketchup bottle and promised to ask the kitchen about it. And us, trying to be nice, assured him that it wasn't that bad, just a little strange.

A few minutes later he came back. "So, I smelled your ketchup bottle to check" (that you guys aren't psycho) "and you're right, it smells like cinnamon." And he handed us a new ketchup bottle. We attempted to give the table behind us their ketchup back, but after hearing us giggle maniacally about it they decided that they didn't want it.


Sachi