So I thought it might be an opportune moment for me to tell you how I feel about ranch dressing. I love it. Like, collect-it-from-the-plate-with-my-finger-and-lick-until-I’ve-finished-every-last-drop love it.
It’s a sunny Wednesday afternoon. We have some color-coordinated, sweeter-than-vegetables-should-be bell peppers lying around. As I might have mentioned, I like ranch dressing.
How else can these things come together?
I have friends who don’t like bell peppers. I don’t care. All the more for me. But if you find someone who doesn’t like ranch dressing, send them to me. Let’s not speak of what might happen to them.