City Paper is not for tourists
The scene in my boss’ office, where he sometimes holds meetings while eating lunch, was familiar to me: On his plate is some sort of high-fiber bread, some sort of unadorned protein (in this case a poached chicken breast), and a big ol’ brain-colored pile of ketchup and mustard, which he dips into liberally before taking each bite.
It’s kind of gross. I’ll try to get it up on YouTube tomorrow.
But, let me dig up the lede here. A fancier condiment could kill you, especially when it’s that pinjur sauce stuff from Trader Joe’s. There are chunks of glass swimming around in the roasted red peppers ostensibly from Macedonia, folks! If it’s in your cupboard, throw it out. The recall was announced this week.