There's a charming little New England vignette in the Times' story about the history of Tabasco:

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"B'jocks, though, I was thunderin' nigh dead when I fust et that ketchup," a seafaring New Englander exclaims in one such account, published in 1901. "Dreadful powerful stuff that is to put on victuals."

Related: Every good New Englandah knows that swirling in a drop or two or fifteen of Tabasco is the key to a perfect bowl of chowder.