The preffered place for those entertainers who need to stick the perfect landing.

A savory bottle from town With a name that can make a man frown Though the letters are plenty The sounds are but twenty Its the trickiest sauce to gulp down

I’m a vessel that’s soft and quite long, Where five little travelers belong. But I often go stray, In the wash, far away, Leaving partners to wonder what’s wrong.

Everybody blames me for everything. It must have been me then.. what am I?

A culinary delight, I take many flavors and forms, I start as a liquid, but soon metamorph. I can be firm as a brick or melt like a breeze, If you're a dad, your jokes might be full of me.