A container filled with left over
gravy from restaurants over the past few years, amalgamated in a disgustingly-
beautiful concoction and horded by the titular John Nealon for himself, used in every
meal.
'Hey, Sharone, are you going to John Nealon's 67th Birthday party on June 26th 2026?"
"Obviously,
Connor, I heard that he's serving his signature Radioactive
Gravy!"
"You mean John Nealon's Radioactive Gravy?!? Heck
yeah!"