Condiment Addiction

I love condiments. When I go to a baseball game, I hit every pump in the concession stand. I usually have to fish the hotdog out of what could only be described as condiment soup. My mother used to yell at me for putting ketchup on steaks. In college, I developed a special re-wrapping system for burritos so the salsa wouldn't pour out the bottom while I was eating it. I was the first to put ranch on my pizza; securing my status as not only an enthusiast, but a pioneer. As such, I would like to tip the hat to my newest condiment addiction.

I'm talking about Garlic Salt.

Love garlic. Love salt. Not since peanut butter and jelly have two things fused together so well to create a simple, yet extraordinary taste powerhouse. I put garlic salt on eeeeverything. I would eat it by the handful if I wasn't afraid of dehydration or heart attacks. I experimented with garlic powder for a while to cut down on the sodium, but it was a disaster. As it turns out, it's possible to put too much garlic on something and the makers of garlic salt know this. They put just enough salt in it so you know when to stop. Brilliant.

In conclusion, i'd like to thank everyone who brings us the delicious garlic salt and i'll leave you with a free slogan as a token of my appreciation.



Garlic salt. Put it on everything.®

update: Got a few inquiries about the aforementioned re-wrapping system. In the interest of education, I've posted an illustrated diagram here.