While discussing my reluctance to consume certain foods at dinner (usually the dreaded and disgusting fresh tomatoes) my parents and siblings would insist that I'd learn to like things -- or worse -- say that when I was older things would taste different. Wrong! I'd say. Wrong! I emphatically insist that nothing could possibly change the way things taste. At least, I used to insist that.
To my great astonishment I have learned to enjoy... salad.
I know, I know-- you're thinking who is this girl and what happened to Rachel? But I have recently learnt (at the urgings of Matt and Heather especially) that Caesar salad is actually edible and can be quite tasty. I had some in February and *gasp* it was really good. Really really good. I actually found myself rationing my serving so that it would last all through dinner.
And today. I... had a craving for it. I guess I've finally lost my senses; I, Rachel EM, love Caesar salad. And fresh spinach. Rest assured however, that I continue to detest both fresh tomatoes and cucumbers soaked in vinegar. They are revolting, and will continue to be until the day I die. Nothing will sway me on this point. ...that is all.
3 comments:
Ha ha ha ha ha! Ceasar salad is one of the good ones! A little crunchy bacon on top is delightful!
Glad to see you expanding your horizons. :)
Ah - ha - ha- ha - ha!
:P
BTW: To submit this, I have to type "saten" in as word verification. That made me laugh some more.
Don't worry, Jones. I still don't like your CafeRio salad. Yick!
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