Well, the good news is if I ever invite my worst enemy over for dinner, I know exactly what I am going to cook for them.
Oh, you know there's gonna be a picture of the dish.
Give up? It's a spinach dip. And I know what you're thinking--how can you screw up a spinach dip. Oh, you can all right. Tonight I mastered that skill.
All day long I've been craving a nice, hot, gooey, cheesy spinach dip. I don't have a good recipe, certainly try and try to find one, but nothing compares to the dips I have eating out. So I google and find this awesome knockoff claiming to be the same as the one they serve at California Pizza Kitchen. I have had that dip. That dip is delicious. Now, I don't know who came up with the recipe I tried tonight, but it was no California Pizza Kitchen. It was just plain nasty. I can't get the smell out of my house, the taste out of my mouth, the memory out of my brain.
So if you happen to have a dip you are willing to share, I am willing to try it. It needs to be hot and cheesy and I don't want any monkeying around with fresh spinach. That's just silly. If I like it, I'll let you (and everyone else) know. If I don't, I won't rat you out.
Let's see what you've got. It has to be better than the one I made tonight.