Would You Like Some Salad with that Dressing?
I’ve always loved salads. Even as a kid, getting me to eat salad was never a problem. Put any kind of vegetable (or meat for that matter), on that sucker!
Problem was: I would just dump salad dressing on my salad. Miracle whip? Grab a spoon and the jar and use up half the jar.
Anything went. Creamy dressings especially. Had to make sure the salad was swimming, or drowning, so I could drink the dressing when done. Yes.
I don’t even want to go into one of my major must haves when I was pregnant. Wishbone Italian, by the spoonful. With chocolate milk as a chaser.
(Oh, YUCK! Does that sound gross or what?)
So this morning, eating a salad at 9 am (have I mentioned I’m an odd eater?) I pondered my salad.
Makes for great brain stimuli, salad pondering. And I realized my salad eating habits have changed. Drastically since I was young and dumb. My morning salad consisted of:
Lettuce (one of those supposedly pre-washed bags of lettuce). Specifically, lettuce hearts.
Salt, pepper, garlic, and Emerils kick it up stuff.
Turkey
Balsamic Vinegar (lost my taste for red wine vinegar, altho I still love white vinegar)
A few sprays of Pam – Olive oil to make the vinegar stick.
Finishing my salad, I noted that the bottom of the bowl is dry. No longer do I asphyxiate my salad in dressing. And, I no longer feel the need to have a ton of other veggies on my salad. Simply lettuce made me happy.
Amazing how one’s taste changes in their old age.