Until earlier this year I had a half-used jar of Wasabi BBQ sauce I bought at the state fair during the Bazooka Joe era of Cat football.
Welp...
Thousand Island Dressing.
Unopened until my Dad broke the seal and put a few tablespoons on his dinner salad tonight.
I’m both astonished and embarrassed it managed to hide there in plain sight all these years.
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