Well, there can’t be many people who can resist the lure of the odd Ketchup Ball, least of all us ……..
…… to be honest, these were left over from our Christmas comestibles of a snack type nature, we just never seemed to get around to trying them, so, what better time than this afternoon when we are all at a bit of a loose end.
The first thing that hit us as we opened the bag was the pungent waft of tomato/tomato ketchup, which, it has to be said was quite overpowering.
The balls were pleasantly sized for singular insertion to ones mouth, possibly two if you are that way inclined, but three is probably a little overly ambitious.
They certainly tasted ketchupy, however none of us was very keen on the slightly powdery feeling they left in the mouth, or for that matter, their, strong, cloying, spicy aftertaste that lingered a little too long, which became unpleasant until Darrell’s Polos were passed round
Yes, they promised much when Darrell spotted them in the continental supermarket up Port Street, but I don’t think we will be making that considered purchase again, which is disappointing, as is our score on our world famous Richter Scale of Noms, which is, I am afraid, a lowly magnitude 4.5 out of 10.33333 reoccurring.