This morning's prompt is 'bottle of ketchup'. 

Two days late and almost, not, out of ketchup...

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"We're out of ketchup again..."

"Then we're out for good." Ben replied.

"Noooo!!!!"

Ben stared at Brenda while she grinned at him and turned thoughtful.

"Or until we can come up with a recipe..."

"We have tomatoes. Vinegar, maybe. Salt and sugar, not so much."

"Substitution. Honey... sugar beets?"

"I have no idea how make beets cry sugary tears, but if it will get me some vitamin K,"

Brenda grinned an evil grin. "Let's torture some beets."

"Sugar beets," Ben clarified, scribbling a list on some of the dwindling scratch paper. "We can try our hands at drying salt by the sea shore and I'm trying to remember how you make vinegar."