Something amazing happened today.
I actually had the urge to make and consume a salad.
I know what you’re thinking – uh, Marianne, you’ve eaten salads before. Big deal.
But it was a big deal. Hear me out. Recently my stomach has been all over the map, and not happy with food in general. Salads have been something I haven’t wanted to touch with a ten foot pole. I don’t know why, but the thought of eating one for a meal has made me want to gag.
But not today. Today I made a salad, and I liked it.
I didn’t go into lunch craving a salad. Per usual, I opened the fridge and surveyed my options. Leftover roast chicken from dinner last night jumped out at me, but I didn’t want to make a sandwich. Then I saw the giant container of baby spinach I’ve been trying to eat up (which is hard when you are on a no-salad kick), and thought “you know what, a salad might be mighty tasty today”.
I kept it simple, just in case things didn’t go over well. I dressed my baby spinach with some Brianna’s Honey Mustard dressing, then topped it with leftover chicken, cucumber, carrot, aged white cheddar, and fresh chives from the garden. All finished with a little cracked black pepper.
And I devoured the whole thing. It was fresh and light tasting, and left me feeling happy and satisfied. Maybe it had something to do with warm, sunny summer weather finally arriving? I don’t know, but I was amazed. So much so, I had to share it with you.
Maybe I’ll make another one tomorrow