Sal Minella's Soul Mate [11.13.08]

Today I was feeling rebellious. I felt like it was time for me to splurge. So for lunch, I ordered chicken fingers instead of my regular spinach wrap with ham, cheese, and lettuce. Since I usually never deviate from my normal routine, I did not know where to go from there. I knew that I wanted chicken fingers, but what would be the best partner? Ketchup? Ranch dressing? I was completely lost. My friend suggested the honey mustard, and I was intrigued. I have never had honey mustard dressing. A new lunch and a new dip? Would that be too much splurging? Is there even such a thing as "too much splurging"? What if I try the honey mustard and dislike it? What if I try the honey mustard and become completely obsessed? Is that even possible? All of these questions swirled in my head for what seemed like years, until I was brought back to reality with the yelling UG ladies: "Order up! Chicken fingers!" I expelled all of those silly questions from my head and boldly grabbed the honey mustard. Moments later, I ate honey mustard for the first time ever. That was truly the beginning of a beautiful friendship.