Even better, branches of the Hellman Institute are located worldwide. There is one at the Bratwurst on Pumpernickel with Mayo Clinic, in Berlin; the Fish and Chips with Mayo Clinic, in London; the Hummus and Sprouts on Naan Bread with Light Mayo Clinic, in Riyadh; and the Pastrami and Slice of Red Onion on Rye Toast Hold the Mayo Clinic, in Mumbai. (For reasons of space, this listing had to be only partial.)
The Mayo brothers, inventors of mayo, made such enormous profits from introducing this game-changing condiment to the world that they were able to set aside generous funding for the study of Male Condiment Disorder (M.C.D.). Teaming up with the estate of the memoirist and playwright Lillian Hellman, who was the Mayo brothers’ half cousin, the family has continued its support. Consultation and treatment are free. You can apply online and receive a response in three to five business days, sometimes quicker. Walk-ins are also accepted. There is no agenda. Just because the organization gets the bulk of its funding from mayo does not mean that all the solutions they suggest focus on only that one condiment. They will never push mayo unless it happens to be the right answer for you. In this regard, the name “the Mayo Clinic” is a bit of a misnomer.
If you prefer D.I.Y., another possibility is to go to County Mayo, in Ireland, which the Mayo brothers paid to change its name from G’nyaithth’lugh to Mayo in 1893 so as to get some publicity for their then new invention. Today, County Mayo is known as “the condiment county.” Any condiment ever devised by human beings may be acquired there. Seventy hectares of County Mayo are devoted just to chutney. Did you know that ketchup and chutney are closely related? You will learn that and more on a self-guided tour through the grounds. Best of all, County Mayo provides a no-pressure environment in which to familiarize yourself with the whole gamut of condiments so that you can find one you’re comfortable with.
All of this brings us rather far from our original concerns about the possible dangers of A.1., which, make no mistake, are real. When you see all the A.1. currently being produced, you have to wonder: what is anybody going to do with all that steak sauce? Who could even eat that much steak sauce? And this leads to another consideration. If A.1. is being produced in such enormous volumes, when does it cross the line from being a condiment, and become a main dish in its own right?
And if A.1. is reclassified as a main dish, and loses its official status as a condiment, what does that mean for all the people who are currently relying on the condiment for protection during moments of intimacy? Troubling questions, to be sure. ♦
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