I have the red stuff, but it just isn't the same.

Prior to my cross-country relocation I did myself a favor and purchased a bottle of Illinois' affectionately termed "red stuff" (Monical's dressing) to accompany my New Englander lunches. Flavored with red goodness, the dressing has successfully topped an array of my salads. However, today I took the next step and poured a healthy portion beside my Pizza Hut meat lovers. My richly adorned left-over Christmas plate is smeared with the sweetness, my tongue still tingles with tarty essence, but it just isn't the same. Nothing can compare with the red stuff and a good Monical's pizza...nothing...