After a bunch of eating out lately (and a popsicle breakdown at the grocery store), I'm renewing my effort to use stuff out of the pantry and fridge once more. While I was preparing today's lunch (blackened cajun catfish, corn relish, steamed asparagus and yeast rolls), I told drmellow to come fix his salad (I had already put some mixed greens and grape tomatoes in a bowl for him).

He walked to the fridge and announced, "I'm going to top it with trailer park dressing!"

I turned around and gave him my standard mouth-agape, what-the-heck-are-you-talking-about look.

"Ranch," he informed me.

Ranch. Blech. But, hey. For once I can actually support one of his bizarre assertions!