Great, now I’m craving Dorothy Lynch. All I wanted to do was make a David Lynch/salad dressing joke yesterday. Now I’m actually craving the salad dressing. I don’t know why, I remember it being like French dressing but with more corn syrup. I prefer normally to stick to a low calorie Italian. Now I want some of this again, bad for me as it is, and I’m not sure why.
I’m sure it’s some kind of childhood nostalgia thing. So many things are.