Every so often, a restaurant has an item that knocks your socks off and makes you ask the question, "how does everybody on earth not eat here all the time always?!" This item, which for me weird because I don't care for salad all that much, is the salad with the house dressing. This dressing should be bottled and mass produced and the inventor should be rewarded with millions of dollars for such a creation. I somehow get the same waiter every time and it's been a delight watching him grow up into a dapper young gentleman. Needless to say, if you haven't been here, you best do it soon!