When I got down there — using the elevator hidden in a fake outhouse in the corner of a vacant lot — I immediately rinsed
the dip in a strainer and discovered bits of spinach, onion and two kinds of peppers.
My mom, who hates onions but loves onion
dip made from the blue box, would take the packet of dried onions and crush it through a
strainer until there wasn't a lick of onion string left
in the
dip.