Two items on the agenda today! Well, three if you count the salad.
In fact, I can cover the salad ground briefly right now: it’s fresh, it’s seasonal, it’s healthy, it’s vegan, it’s crunchy and avocado-creamy, and it’s delicious. It’s also completely self-explanatory, which allows me to talk about something else with you today. Selfish, I know, but sometimes these things can speak for themselves… Everyone knows that celery is especially eloquent.
Anyway, I was readingthis lovely post by my friend Sara the other day, and it reminded me of something I thought of a while back and keep meaning to discuss.
With all due respect to bagged greens, there is so much more fun to be had with salad. I’m pretty sure almost any vegetable can be turned into a base for salad, whether raw, roasted, steamed, shredded, sliced, shaved… The possibilities are, well, not endless (endful?), but close. So let’s play with vegetables. (And PORK.)
A wise (maybe? sometimes?) cartoon man once said it: You don’t win friends with salad.
I sigh. Is it true? I love Homer. I also love salad. I love this salad. How is this post going to affect our friendship? I care about what you think. I think about what you think. Not enough to make it creepy or sad, but, ya know–I like you, and I like that you’re here. I’m not too cool to tell you.
And here I am, once again bringing you farro. Thank goodness I can’t physically see you rolling your pretty little eyes at me.
This reminds me of some interview I’d seen with Mariah Carey, where she addressed criticisms that her songs sound the same. Being the capital-d Diva that she is, girlfriend was just like, “Well, excuse me for having a style.” Boom!
I apologize. That interview is firmly lodged in my brain where Spanish verb conjugations ought to be… And it’s probably never leaving.
What I really have in mind today, though, is a gravy-meat-potatoes hangover. We’ve all been there; if you can’t possibly stand the thought of drippy, fatty, gravy-laden meat, atop a bed of starchy, butter-laden potatoes, I have an idea for you. It’s fresh, hearty, filling and flavorful.
See, I’m not a lazy food blogger–I’m just thinking ahead, is all.
See, last night I did an evil thing that I normally don’t do. I saw a spider scurrying across the kitchen floor (not that this happens often), and, well… It was moving too quickly for me to do my usual hippie-dippy thing with a sheet of paper and gentle release back into the outdoors. This bad boy (or girl) had places to be, things to do. So. I think you can figure out what I did.
This morning, I was up way too early, and as I groggily made my way into the kitchen in the dark, my sock found itself, all of a sudden, cold and wet and covered with bubbly foam. In the very same spot where my spider friend met its maker, which was actually the first thought in my sleepy, guilty brain.
Coincidence? Doubt it.
You got me, spider…. And you have CostCo to thank for packaging dishwashER liquid and dishwashING liquid in a way-too-similar manner. Universe, karma, CostCo–all working together on your eight-legged behalf. I salute you, and hope all is well on the other side.
If you were human, I’d make you a nice salad… But I also wouldn’t murder you (swearsies). I hope dedicating this post to you is enough.