Once in college, I was at the dining hall with a friend. I sat down to what I thought would be a pleasant lunch, only to watch in horror as she consumed at least half a cup of ketchup with her grilled cheese sandwich. Condiments have never been my thing, despite the fact that I married a certified mayonnaise enthusiast. However, sometimes a dish needs just that little something extra. Today at Endless Simmer, I challenge you to expand your definition of the humble condiment beyond those fridge door basics. Follow me, and we'll rejoin the Condiment Club together.