I don't know how to describe this dressing. It's lighter than thousand island, but the fresh tomatoes give it that same light pink hue. It's milder than thousand island, too, which is nice. Kind of like thousand island, but different. That's the conclusion I will draw. It's unique, and that's how the Fiddlehead was too. I ate it over a simple whatever's-in-the-fridge salad with my mom, and she could recall them serving this in the restaurant. I could picture us sitting there, in that cozy space on Willoughby Avenue, crunching into a fresh salad drizzled with the refreshing flavors of parsley.