Dinesh's photos with the keyword: Salad

Bed of Romaine lettuce, salsa ranch dressing, roasted white chicken meat, roasted corn, four cheese blend and tortilla chips. 280 Calories & 11 grams of Protein.

TO make this condiment your poet begs The pounded yellow of two hard boiled eggs; Two boiled potatoes, passed through kitchen sieve, Smoothness and softness to the salad give; Let onion atoms lurk within the bowl, 5 And, half suspected, animate the whole; Of mordant mustard add a single spoon, Distrust the condiment that bites so soon; But deem it not, thou man of herbs, a fault To add a double quantity of salt; 10 Four times the spoon with oil from Lucca crown, And twice with vinegar, procured from town; And lastly, o’er the flavored compound toss A magic soupçon of anchovy sauce. O green and glorious! O herbaceous treat! 15 ’T would tempt the dying anchorite to eat; Back to the world he ’d turn his fleeting soul, And plunge his fingers in the salad-bowl; Serenely full, the epicure would say, “Fate cannot harm me,—I have dined to-day.” Humorous Poems: A Recipe for Salad Sydney Smith (1771–1845)

All the food critics hate iceberg lettuce. you'd think romaine was descended from orpheus's laurel wreath, you'd think raw spinach had all the nutritional benefits attributed to it by popeye, not to mention aesthetic subtleties worthy of verlaine and debussy. they'll even salivate over chopped red cabbage just to disparage poor old mr. iceberg lettuce. at any rate, i really enjoy a salad with plenty of chunky iceberg lettuce, the more the merrier, drenched in an italian or roquefort dressing. and the poems i enjoy are those i don't have to pretend that i'm enjoying Exerpt "The Iceberg theory" - Gerald Locklin

"There was an Old Person of Fife, Who was greatly disgusted with life; They sang him a ballad, and fed him on salad, Which cured that Old Person of Fife." ~ Edward Lear, English artist

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