12 Nivôse CCXIV (January 1, 2006)
It's Like There's a Party in My Mouth, and Everyone's Vomiting
If you ever are forced to go to a potluck supper, and you hate the people involved, then might I suggest bringing Seven-Up Salad with Seven-Up Dressing?
Shan made it for her regrettable foods New Year's Eve party. The general verdict was that the salad itself wasn't bad — a sort of sweet, citrsusy-apple flavour. The dressing (with its vinegar, eggs, 2 teaspoons of salt, and dry mustard) was causing strange looks before it was even finished cooking. Upon eating, it caused horrible (and horribly funny) faces, along with screams and general "what the hell did I just put in my mouth?" noises.
Linda, on the other hand, claimed to actually like it.
If you were making regrettable foods, why not the Seven-Up and milk? That seems pretty damn regrettable.
I don't know, actually. I arrived late, and all the food was through being eaten. (Except for the salad, which was still setting and awaiting creation of the dressing.)






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