When I was a kid one of my favorite foods was Wishbone Russian salad dressing. Besides salads I would use it like most people use ketchup.
I remember wanting to try drinking it, but my mother wouldn’t let me. It was her stance that just because something is liquid that doesn’t mean it’s a beverage. I made myself a vow that when I was an adult I would drink Russian dressing whenever I wanted.
Then I forgot about it for about 30 years. Yesterday, I remembered it.
Let’s just say that the years of anticipation proved to be much better than the reality of actually doing it.
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