My gut feeling is that bottled Caesar dressings don't have raw egg in them (or have pasteurized raw egg), because they have to be shelf-stable, but I don't have any actual data to back that up.
Yeah, that's got to be right, doesn't it?
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My gut feeling is that bottled Caesar dressings don't have raw egg in them (or have pasteurized raw egg), because they have to be shelf-stable, but I don't have any actual data to back that up.
Yeah, that's got to be right, doesn't it?
Kraft appears to have no egg in the Caesar salad dressings for which there ar ingredients listed on-line. Anchovies, yes; eggs, no.
Well, I know commercial mayonnaise is made with pasteurized eggs, so it stands to reason that Caesar dressing would be too.
All I can say is, those people who say they'll keep working at the same job after winning some humongous lottery must have jobs that provide free crack for them to smoke. If I won a big one, my non-relative co-workers would only see me in postcards from exotic vacation locales from that point forward.
I did not say, "Oh, here, let me risk my baby 3 weeks from the end of my pregnancy so you don't get your knickers in a twist. Bitch." I'm not sure how, either.
You SO should have. You could have blamed it on the hormones afterwards!
All I can say is, those people who say they'll keep working at the same job after winning some humongous lottery must have jobs that provide free crack for them to smoke.
I've had that kind of job. It was wonderful.
Me too. And if I won the lottery, I'd quit my current job and go back to it. (Of course, I'd be my own boss this time 'round.)
You SO should have. You could have blamed it on the hormones afterwards!I know. Opportunity lost. My s-i-l threw a lawn chair at her brother (not dh) while she was pregnant, and totally got away with it.
All I can say is, those people who say they'll keep working at the same job after winning some humongous lottery must have jobs that provide free crack for them to smoke. If I won a big one, my non-relative co-workers would only see me in postcards from exotic vacation locales from that point forward.If the world was fair, those people wouldn't win the lottery.
If the world was fair, those people wouldn't win the lottery.
Right. Because all dream jobs pay a living wage.
If the world was fair, those people wouldn't win the lottery.
Hey now! Happy people need to be insanely rich too.
I used to have one of those jobs, way back when. And I'd probably offer to do some freelance artwork for the company even if I were independently wealthy. But mornings would officially cease to exist for me.