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Ketchup in sentence

49 examples of Ketchup in a sentence

And it could potentially be something as important as tomato sauce, or in this case, ketchup.
So as I shake this ketchup bottle, I get some true sensory feedback as the function of time in the bottom row.
Imagine, as I shake the ketchup bottle, someone very kindly comes up to me and taps it on the back for me.
The rest of it's taken up with "take your elbows off the table" and "pass the ketchup."
And so, with some ketchup, — (musical notes) — and then I can kind of — (musical notes) — (Laughter) (Applause) And that's awesome, right?
They did all right in the ketchup business.
In the theater, the knife is not a knife and the blood is just ketchup.
Check the ingredients on ketchup, bologna, spaghetti sauce, soy milk, sports drinks, fish sticks, and peanut butter.
French fries with ketchup are a little slice of heaven.
We're so used to pouring ketchup that we don't realize how weird its behavior is.
Imagine a ketchup bottle filled with a straight up solid like steel.
And ketchup is actually Non-Newtonian in two different ways.
Way number one: the harder you push, the thinner ketchup seems to get.
Below a certain pushing force, ketchup basically behaves like a solid.
Way number two: if you push with a force below the threshold force eventually, the ketchup will start to flow.
In this case, time, not force, is the key to releasing ketchup from its glassy prison.
Alright, so, why does ketchup act all weird?
This is what remains of tomatoes cells after they go through the ketchup treatment.
When ketchup is just sitting around, the tomato particles are evenly and randomly distributed.
The particles bump into each other, but can't get out of each other's way, so the ketchup doesn't flow.
Now you have enough space for one group of particles to get passed others and the ketchup flows.
That water serves as a lubricant betwen the glass bottle and the center plug of ketchup, and so the ketchup flows.
Scientists who study fluid flows are still actively researching how ketchup and its merry friends work.
From a physics perspective, though, ketchup is one of the more complicated mixtures out there.
And that means you could get ketchup out of the bottle in two ways: either give it a series of long, slow languid shakes making sure you don't ever stop applying force, or you could hit the bottle once very, very hard.
So you have to imagine Richard, who, by the way, is a PhD in physics, and there he is, he's trying to dress a quarter-pounder, and you're supposed to have two squirts of ketchup, one mustard, three pickles and an onion, go on to the next one, you've got to be so fast.
It plays like a slasher movie from the early eighties, down to the crappy score and ketchup SFX, but without the childhood nostalgia that is required to look fondly on such dross.
There's lots of ketchup but not a whole lot of sense in the supposedly explanatory third sequel, which piles on the naff visuals to no effect.
Repeat this scenario about four times, in marginally varied settings; bridge these with perhaps thirty lines of dialogue total; offer up actors even more hateful and lethargic than those in the above mentioned classics; and grace us with a monster comprising gauze, ketchup and one yellow Spock ear, and you've got a movie too mind-boggling to refuse, a working definition of bad.
It has not one single redeeming feature-and when one of the girls thinks the body on the floor covered in blood is the guy fooling about she has to actually TASTE the red stuff before she knows its not tomato ketchup!