Franco American
In the past week, I've traveled to Paris and then to Madison, WI (one for pleasure, the other not -- you can guess which is which).
In Paris, the food is amazing. In Madison, not so much. But there is one thing that baffles me about Madison -- their love for something called "French dressing." Mind you, you'd never see this thick syrupy orange stuff in France. However, in Wisconsin they pour it on to the point that you can't wipe it off a poor piece of lettuce.
What gives with this prediliction for a dressing I haven't seen on a dinner table since I was 10? I suppose it could be worse. I'm told in the Midwest there are two kinds of salad dressings, French and thousand island. Oy. I am still longing for the cafes of Paris.
Back to marketing tidbits tomorrow...
