I grew up with Miracle Whip, as my mother [is very strange when it comes to food] doesn't like mayonnaise. It took me a while to adjust to supermarket mayonnaise when I got out into the world. Sometimes, I could really go for a slice of white bread with a thin layer of Miracle Whip on it. But, alas....
My husband and I cook together for many of our meals. We have a pretty good division of labour, and a similar palate (though he's still not sold on the sweet+savoury thing... but he loves fried wonton strips dipped in sweet & sour sauce, so I see potential). At the end of very nearly every meal, we compliment ourselves on how well we live and eat. We are generally pleased with our tasty noms, and we tell ourselves so every time we eat.
Friday nights have become steak night for us, and we will have that with either (microwaved) "baked" potatoes or chips, and with a small salad with it... chopped lettuce (iceberg and/or romain), diced cherry tomatoes, and a bit of black pepper. I make the salad in advance in a small lidded container and we shake it up... the juice from the tomatoes flavours the salad. I guess you could call that "dry", because we don't add dressing.
Oh, but when my husband was working away, I had a lot of salads for meals: chopped lettuce, diced tomatoes, pickled guindilla peppers, crumbled cheddar, and a drizzle of Newman's Own Italian dressing. Sometimes, I had croutons in, as well, and if I was feeling
really ambitious, some sauteed chicken chunks.
