Bow to the Emerald Isle King!
Quick story about how an awesome dip, once lost, was found again: My friend and I tried this dip a few months back at a party and we agreed that it must at least be in the conversation about best dip ever. Unfortunately we never did find out what brand of dip it was, and as the weeks passed by I totally forgot about it.
Then, a couple weeks ago, that same friend left me a message saying “he had a present for me.” My first thought was, “that’s weird, why the hell is he giving me a present.” Normally, man-to-man, non-obligatory gift giving is highly discouraged among peers. It’s one of those unwritten rules. But, so long as the gift is delivered in a standard-issue brown paper bag and involves alcohol, horseradish, or iron works, it is acceptable. It turns out he had spotted the distinctive hexagonal shaped jar in a storefront window in Salem, MA and knew right away it was the dip. Per protocol, the dip was delivered to me in a plain brown paper bag – sans ribbon or a tag – and as such, was graciously accepted without awkwardness.
Anyway, it has great flavor and a darn good kick from the horseradish – I like it with pita chips and vegetables.
you should totally let them know that you’re giving them free publicity and see if they’ll give you free dip for life
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This is hilarious, I just found out about your blog. Mike still talks about this dip. We had helluva good dip the other night and Im pretty sure he was wishing we still had this in the house. And just for the record, Mike gave me all my christmas presents this year in a plain brown paper bag too, so maybe thats just like “his thing”
Hey Courtney – and the weird thing is that I’m not generally a fan of horseradish, but it is simply irresistable in the dip!