BJ's Restaurant & Brewhouse

Ok, BJ’s… I see you. You’ve definitely improved your ranch game, I’ll give you that. We’re no longer in “please don’t” territory, but let’s not break out the ramekins and celebration confetti just yet. 

It’s pretty thin, like, blink-and-it’s-dripping-off-your-celery thin. Like you’re going to be wearing a lot of it, thin. Great for wings, though. 

Flavor-wise, there’s a slightly sour, preservative-esque vibe that whispers bottled, but it’s not loud enough to ruin the moment. I ate it all (of course), but I didn’t ask for a lid to take it home. Respectable? Sure. Life-changing? Not even close. BJ’s, you’re trying, and I am here for it.  But we’re still in “It’ll do” territory.