I love salad. I often joke about the day when I win the Powerball and have a commercial size salad bar installed in my home (along with a person to maintain it.) I have a cookbook entitled Salad Days. Guess what? It's all about salad. I have another cookbook that is nothing but dressings. I love a salad as simple as the Mullaney Salad to a monster Greek salad, Iceberg lettuce and all, to a masterpiece that can feature anything from a black bean cake to sliced filet mignon. Just sitting here typing, I'm thinking about great salads I've had: the crab cake salad at the Blue Marlin, blackened shrimp on a Caesar, a big giant bleu cheese wedge. But, despite all the exquisite salads I've had in my time, I have a confession to make.
Sometimes, all I want is some good old fashioned "food service" ranch dressing. Food service dressing is way different than grocery store ranch dressing. It's just better, plain and simple. And I love it. It is for this reason that I can endure meetings and banquets that serve rubber chicken, shrimp creole made with canned shrimp, canned green beans, cornbread that is really building blocks. I just turn to the salad with that wonderful, brilliant white commercial grade ranch dressing.
I fell in love with the stuff in the 8th grade. I had finally learned to like salad..yeah, as a kid, the whole salad thing didn't work for me. Then one day, I just decided to try the salad bar at a Steak and Ale and became a salad devotee. (Remember those ice cold pewter salad plates they had at those restaurants? And they always had garbanzo beans too!) Anyway, in the 8th grade, I "graduated" from Campus I of Irmo Middle School to the major league venue known as Campus R. (Originally they were to build out all four I-R-M-O..get it?) Campus R had a salad bar in the cafeteria. Hello! We have arrived. We are entrusted by the adultroids to actually decide on what we want to eat, and even construct it ourselves? I could feel myself becoming older & wiser just standing there holding the tongs. For me, it was this: lettuce of course, pickles, cheese, croutons and food service ranch. I'm waxing poetic just thinking about it. I'm going to have to get one of my restaurant/chef friends to hook me up from their supplier. I keep saying that, but forget to actually ask. Mid-year resolution: procure ranch dressing. Now, if I could get my hands on some of that rectangular pizza from the school cafeteria...
Anyway, that's my confession. I love food service ranch dressing. I admit it and I'm holding my head up high!
Sometimes, all I want is some good old fashioned "food service" ranch dressing. Food service dressing is way different than grocery store ranch dressing. It's just better, plain and simple. And I love it. It is for this reason that I can endure meetings and banquets that serve rubber chicken, shrimp creole made with canned shrimp, canned green beans, cornbread that is really building blocks. I just turn to the salad with that wonderful, brilliant white commercial grade ranch dressing.
I fell in love with the stuff in the 8th grade. I had finally learned to like salad..yeah, as a kid, the whole salad thing didn't work for me. Then one day, I just decided to try the salad bar at a Steak and Ale and became a salad devotee. (Remember those ice cold pewter salad plates they had at those restaurants? And they always had garbanzo beans too!) Anyway, in the 8th grade, I "graduated" from Campus I of Irmo Middle School to the major league venue known as Campus R. (Originally they were to build out all four I-R-M-O..get it?) Campus R had a salad bar in the cafeteria. Hello! We have arrived. We are entrusted by the adultroids to actually decide on what we want to eat, and even construct it ourselves? I could feel myself becoming older & wiser just standing there holding the tongs. For me, it was this: lettuce of course, pickles, cheese, croutons and food service ranch. I'm waxing poetic just thinking about it. I'm going to have to get one of my restaurant/chef friends to hook me up from their supplier. I keep saying that, but forget to actually ask. Mid-year resolution: procure ranch dressing. Now, if I could get my hands on some of that rectangular pizza from the school cafeteria...
Anyway, that's my confession. I love food service ranch dressing. I admit it and I'm holding my head up high!
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