The other night, friends were coming over. I hadn’t seen them in a few months, so it was going to be fun. But, I was also making one of my favorite dips that I haven’t had in a whole year. I was equally excited about the social interaction and the dip. Maybe just a smidge more excited about the dip.
(Ladies, please do not take this personally. You know how I adore adore adore my dips. If it wasn’t super morbid and highly illegal and possibly poisonous, I should like to be cremated and mixed into sour cream and served with butterfly crackers. Dip and I, we have a history that cannot be denied.)
PS the dip was this.
PPS When all was said and done, the friends and conversation trumped the dip. They're funny gals, my pals.