When I was a child, my scratch-a-liberal family would give me endless shit about putting ketchup on my eggs. Because it’s “gross” to them - never mind what I thought tasted good as a stupid idiot child. I was told it was childish and to outgrow it if I wanted to be taken seriously, and so I did. For the first time in about 20 years I had an egg and cheese sandwich with ketchup on it. They were wrong. They were such absolute fools. Ketchup on eggs is god tier, as good if not better than sriracha. Little pigeon was 100% right about her own taste and I wish I could tell her that.
I know this probably wasn’t your main point OP, but it’s weird how people assign such moral and cultural value around someone putting a sweet vinegary vegetable paste on their food. “Oh no, the optics!” Absolutely unhinged, not materialist, and frankly embarrassing for any grown-ass adult to pass judgment on someone else’s food tastes. Unless it’s Mayo, that stuff is nasty - I don’t like it on my food and therefore nobody else should be allowed to have it without feeling shame.
Also, who the fuck are these french chefs? Are we sure they aren’t clowns? Mimes perhaps? It’s my understanding that roughly 30% of France’s population is now Mimes.
No, she is a Toon, like Roger Rabbit style. thats her in the comic, carrying her iconic “women voters” bag