I've destroyed...

...my salad.

Let me 'splain.

Across the street is the obligatory lunch counter which serves things like large cups of coffee and danish in the morning, and salads and sandwiches at lunchtime. The sandwiches are uninspired, but the salads are large, varied and invariably have just enough dressing in little plastic cups to give a hint of taste, but not so much as to make one appear to be a pig. I get one of two types, usually. Either the chicken ceasar or the chinese chicken. They were out of both by the time I arrived, famished and forlorn, at 1:20 pm (the counter closes at 3pm, having inevitably run out of things to eat). So I was faced with a choice of boring italian dressing salad sans meat (horrifyiing thought) or two kinds of uninspired sandwiches with no meat (noNoNO).

I therefore threw my caution to the wind and got the cobb. It had chicken, what can I say? I was wary at first, since there was bleu cheese dressing, and since everyone knows the salad is made by the dressing, I became bereft. I'm an earth sign through and through when it comes to food. I like what I like, and those things are fairly limted, despite the goat-like tasts of my sign that I sometimes aspire to. I prefer (in this order) ranch, caesar, honey mustard, and all other BEFORE bleu cheese. I'll usually eat salad with boring vinaigrette before bleu cheese. But the salad with the vinaigrette HAD NO MEAT.

The reader must realize that for this whole past week I've been staring a spreadsheets, which makes me even loopier than usual. And so, I thought, that I could open up the small plastic cup containing the stinky dressing, and if it made me heave, well then I would go without. And assuage my bruised sensibilities with snickers or something.

Well, It didn't make me heave. In fact, I can't remember the last time I had bleu cheese. There was just enough to give a little flavor and not be too stinky.

The rest of the salad ROCKED. Of course, I hadn't aten in forever, and I'd been burning my retinas with the aformentioned spreadsheets, but this was one good salad. Radiccio, arugula, eggs, real bacon, a whole avocado, chicken, crumbled cheese...

Hence - Salad Destruction Day.

I even rewarded myself for being adventurous - Snickers.

I am easily amused.