I love salad. Wait, let me restate that.
I am a guy…an all-American, beer-drinking, meat-loving, meat-grilling guy…who loves salad. I love salad because I make great salads. Salads with croutons (not baked), dressing (not “free”), textures, flavor balance, juiciness, proper tossing, great colors and presentation, maybe even with a beer to top it off (not literally).
I know, I know, at some point the fat and calories of all that junk atop your lettuce make it a lot less healthy, but here’s the thing. Vegetables are too important to serve without reinforcements. They are at the heart of the fight for healthy eating habits, and the one thing we can consistently trust through decades of public health confusion. They are still the one thing we need to get our kids eating regularly, habitually, for life. And we won’t get there if we live in rabbit food mode where everything is plain and dry and eating is a penance. Food should be beautiful, delicious, fun, and also healthy (enough).
Vegetable-eating habits are too important to be left to chance. I believe we need to “sell” these habits and convince picky kids and skeptics everywhere (dads too) that salad night rocks.
Anyone agree? Disagree? Is there hope for the common family war between “health food” and “good food”?
See my recipe for Cobb Salad.