Well in that case, two out of those for are definitely not brown but more reddish in color, and the cider one is probably pale yellowish I would guess. But there’s also such as thing as white vinaigrette, which can be made either with white balsamico or champagne if it’s fancy, or just regular white vinegar if it’s cheap. I’ve rarely seen those in any restaurant, however, but to be fair I don’t really eat out all that much. Don’t think they come prepackaged as often as those other types do.
I honestly forgot that the fruity stuff even existed because like I said, I don’t eat out much. And when I do, I tend to avoid restaurants that would have it, because more often enough it’s just a cheap gimmick for the ladies (and probably factory made, loaded with corn syrup and sweeter than candy).
Basically, I have so little respect for these two variations that I refuse to acknowledge their mere existence and would not even think about ordering them unless they’re guaranteed to be fresh and homemade.
Well in that case, two out of those for are definitely not brown but more reddish in color, and the cider one is probably pale yellowish I would guess. But there’s also such as thing as white vinaigrette, which can be made either with white balsamico or champagne if it’s fancy, or just regular white vinegar if it’s cheap. I’ve rarely seen those in any restaurant, however, but to be fair I don’t really eat out all that much. Don’t think they come prepackaged as often as those other types do.
I may have just misread you. I thought you meant that balsamic was the only vinaigrette we knew about here haha.
And while I’ll joke about this abomination, I’m like 90% sure someone else nailed it when they said it was steak sauce.
I honestly forgot that the fruity stuff even existed because like I said, I don’t eat out much. And when I do, I tend to avoid restaurants that would have it, because more often enough it’s just a cheap gimmick for the ladies (and probably factory made, loaded with corn syrup and sweeter than candy).
Basically, I have so little respect for these two variations that I refuse to acknowledge their mere existence and would not even think about ordering them unless they’re guaranteed to be fresh and homemade.