Reese-ism

So we're sitting here enjoying our dinner (roasted chicken, cranberry
and mandarin orange salad sandwiches served on 5-grain wheat bread
with a side of edamame...in case you're wondering). Reese sees me stab
a cherry tomato from my salad (that has ranch dressing on it), and says:

Reese: Daddy, what's that?
Daddy: it's a cherry tomato, would you like one?
Reese: is it sweet?
Daddy: No.
Reese: is it spicy?
Daddy: Nope.
Reese: Is it ranch-y?