Allow me to introduce you to the birth of my Scrumptious Salads series…
The other day I discovered two containers of salads I prepared about 10 days prior that were going rotten in the fridge. My husband and I had brought them out with us with the best of intentions, but what did we do? We left the salads in our bags and bought something instead. So we placed the salads back in the fridge when we got home with the best of intentions yet again, and what happened? They were completely forgotten. Their presence came back with a horrific, putrid vengeance, though, when I opened the containers to put the salad in the compost bin. I gagged and my eyes were practically tearing. What a stench.
Why didn’t we eat these in the first place?
Can you say boring salads?
I grew up in a house where salad (lettuce with onion, cucumbers, and balsamic vinegar) was served after every dinner. This is not a strange occurrence for an Italian household, but after 20-something years of the same thing, this salad is bound to drive you nuts.
…or maybe not — my relatives still eat this day in and day out too…
It got to the point where if someone served me a plain salad with balsamic again I was going to stab them with my fork.
A couple years ago I started jazzing up my salad. I remember going a whole month eating radish salads, but, ugh, I got sick of that, too. Then I discovered croutons. But now I can’t have them because they’re made of bread. Yes, there are g-free ones, but I’m still struggling with the whole plain salad thing. I need something more than crusty bread bits to make me consider it a meal.
And, if we’re being honest here, I feel the fat Italian girl inside of me get enraged when I hear someone say they ate salad as the main part of their meal. Not to quote comedian John Pinette again, but, ‘salad isn’t food. Salad comes with the food.’
But that’s what the point of my Scrumptious Salads series is: I’m going to find some salads that can serve as the main part of my meal, the food, if it kills me.
This is because I don’t eat enough veggies. I snack on raw carrots and cucumbers at work because I like raw veggies, but I don’t get nearly as many as I should. And I loathe those vegetable drinks, so that’s certainly not an option.
So here I go. Let’s see what I can come up with…
Calling all salad-eaters: If you have an amazing salad idea, pitch it my way!