Weather: 45, sunshine
What I’m listening to: Survivor
Bleu Cheese has long been my favorite salad dressing. I think I was that odd little girl who confidently ordered bleu cheese dressing on her salads when she was six and received questioning stares from servers, like no kid ever orders bleu cheese. But the truth is, I don’t often order it in restaurants anymore because too many bad (read: bottled) bleu cheese dressings have ruined my salad experience. I find it’s safer to bet on ranch or a vinaigrette when I’m dining out, unless I know from past experience that the restaurant has excellent bleu cheese dressing. Then, I’ll order it every time. I’m just weird that way. Thanks for loving me anyway.
When I was expecting our oldest son, I craved bleu cheese dressing something fierce. I’m telling you, bleu cheese and I have made a lot of memories together. But this Chipotle Bleu Cheese and I are forging new territory…we’re going all smoky and spicy and mysterious. Put it over a crisp, cool iceberg wedge and you’ve got a thing of beauty.