The Ketchup Citizenship Test
You'll never be a Kiwi 'til you pick a tomato sauce
On our first trip to New Zealand, in 2019, we wound up at a New Year’s Eve bonfire in a holiday park tucked between farms outside the South Island town of Geraldine. The party was a cheerfully down-home affair. The fire, taller than I was, roared merrily in a misty summer rain. Parents drank BYO beers whi…