Here in the Land of Salt Lakes we have food establishment called Cafe Rio. They have a green dressing for their salads that I swear is just liquid, green, heroin. My greatest fear just after buying my food is that the little container it comes in could be smashed on the drive home. I usually drive super carefully and if I take a turn too sharp I start swearing and make Vee check the bag to make sure nothing has spilled and that if it has, we need to scoop it up as fast as we can and worry about picking out the hair when we get home. Thank the tomatillo gods that that hasn’t happened yet.