One day, I ducked into a "healthy" fast food chain for breakfast and found that I wanted nothing of the options offered up. I found all of the offerings - a breakfast burrito, kept warm under a heat lamp, the yogurt cup, guaranteed to leave me hungry in an hour, the croissant made somehow even less nutritive stuffed as it was with cheese and pork product - stomach churning. And then, I caught sight of a crisp and fresh salad, placed in the fridge not for breakfast but for the lunch crowd that would descend in a few hours. I wanted that.
Naturally, the voice in my head said I couldn't have that. Salad, is not by American standards, a breakfast food. But I didn't grow up with American standards - in the immigrant household I grew up in fish was a breakfast food. So was corn meal, and plantains (boiled of course, fried plantains were for dinner time). "Couldn't," said the voice in my head, "salads be a breakfast food?" Yes, yes it could.
That would have been the end of this, but my friend Sara, said that salad's can't be a breakfast food. And as all great nemeses are created, I'm here to prove her wrong, one salad at a time.
Day 1: bacon, lettuce, goat cheese, dried cranberries, walnuts, almonds, apricots and a balsamic vinaigrette. Purchased.