If there are peas on the plate, there’ll be mint sauce on the table!
If I have a cranberry sauce on the go, I’ll pop it on the table with a chicken roast, maybe if there’s lamb & I’ve forgotten the redcurrant.
Horseradish & mustard for beef, mint sauce for lamb (and peas, obviously!), turkey gets cranberry & bread sauces, apple sauce for pork and very rarely, redcurrant for game & lamb at a pinch. And if I remember it.
I have 2 fridges; both doors are packed with half finished sauces (my family despair of me).
There’s also ketchup, normal HP and the king of brown sauce Fruity HP (nearly extinct these days). Mayonnaise, whole grain, Dijon & English mustard, Crucial Garlic & Spicy Mayo sauces. And Encona Scotch Bonnet sauce, Heinz Kebab sauce (found at Morrisons in the summer), and occasionally the odd bottles of Nando Peri Peri. Not forgetting the mild sweet chilli & hot sweet chilli sauces.
(I’ve also got a collection of 1M Scoville sauces & extracts, but they’re more historic artefacts. I can’t do that kind of heat anymore)!
I’m not including mango chutney, lime pickle, Branston Pickle, Piccalilli, acres of sliced gherkins & olives.
Shit. I think I’m in a pickle over condiments.
Also, any roast must include Yorkies, or there is much growling & harrumphing from my daughter. Her boyfriend’s Mum is coming to dinner on Sunday (my daughter is cooking) and the only thing so far on the shopping list is yorkies & ingredients for a Tiramisu they’ve asked me to make.
Oh, I’ve just remembered, one of the fridges contains Banana Ketchup. And it doesn’t deserve to exist in nature, it’s foul.