Basil Garlic Parmesan Dipping Oil, where have you been all my carb-loving life? I thought I had tasted it all—olive oils, infused vinegars, that one time I drank ranch straight from the bottle (don’t judge)—but then you came along, sweet and delicious Basil Garlic Parmesan. This isn’t just dipping oil. This is liquid happiness in a bottle. It’s so good, I would baptize my toast in it if that were socially acceptable.
One bite and suddenly you’re not in your kitchen anymore—you’re on a gondola in Venice, or maybe on a Tuscan hillside being serenaded by a man named Giuseppe who smells faintly of oregano. You’ll find yourself staring into the abyss of the empty bottle, wondering: “Do I pay the mortgage this month, or buy a lifetime supply of this nectar of the gods?” (Spoiler: mortgage companies can wait.)
If I could buy this by the pallet, I would. Forget Costco-sized jars—I'm talking forklift delivery straight to my garage. And if you’re sitting there thinking, ‘This guy must be exaggerating,’ you’re wrong. You’re as wrong as pineapple on pizza (don’t fight me).
So, if you’re lucky enough to be in Seattle, run—don’t walk—to Pike Place Market and try it. If not, just trust this complete stranger on the internet and grab the 375ml bottle. Your taste buds will build a tiny shrine in your honor.
Buy it. Dunk your bread. Live in bliss. Repeat.
