I like chicken caesar salad a lot. It is my go to salad when I’ve not brought my lunch. I understand that by adding chicken, I am deviating from the original caesar salad recipe , but besides the addition of a protein, I am a stickler for the basics or acceptable modern modifications thereof. These are things beyond lettuce, croutons, Parmesan cheese and chicken that have been in my salads that should not have been, from least offensive to most offensive:
Pita chips
These were put in instead of croutons. Not a heinous transgression, by all means, and in fact pretty tasty. Acceptable to advertise as this dish as a chicken caesar salad.
Tomatoes
Maybe they just don’t know. “Tomatoes are a salad item! They should go in this here salad I’m making!”
No. They should not. I will scoff at your lack of culinary knowledge, but I understand your caesary intent.
Sauteed red peppers
Sauteed green peppers
Sauteed onions
Sauteed mushrooms
This is the only time I can recall ever returning to a restaurant and asking for my money back after having ordered a to go lunch. All of these items were placed, still hot, on top of a bed of mixed greens. If this is, in fact, “how you make” a chicken caesar salad, you need to a) advertise on your menu that you are adding foreign items into a standard, understood salad or, b) stop calling it a chicken ceasar salad. If I can’t trust my standard lunch, what can I trust in the world?
And yes, I just blogged about my lunch. Suck it.
Tags: chicken caesar salad, food, lunch, you're doing it wrong
September 30th, 2008
Things I said to the plumbers before I left work yesterday:
“Under the cabinets are clear, do you need me to get anything else out of your way before I leave? No? Okay then.”
“Please be careful of the ant traps I bought yesterday and laid down near where you might be working.”
“The cats shouldn’t be a problem but they might try to do a runner if you leave the door open.”
Things the plumbers did while I was at work yesterday:
Take everything out of my bathroom and dump it on the floor in front of the litter box in the closet. Including my toothbrush.
Abscond with or misplace my face soap. (What the hell, plumbers?)
Knock giant holes in my walls.
Throw away half of the ant traps.
Spill the other half.
Move furniture.
Not put anything they moved back.
Didn’t clean up.
As a bonus they didn’t lose the cats.
September 19th, 2008
I have been having kind of a cranky week. I’m trying to highlight the good bits.
I won my weekly football pool full of cops. They got beat by a girl. Awesome.
I was gifted with some cuddly bourbon by my favorite Armovs.
I got a package for one Mizz Schnozz out the door and I am VERY EXCITED for her to get it.
Scott’s game is nearly bug-free which means I might see him sometime in the next week.
I can’t skate in the Baby Doll Brawl, our game featuring our newbie skaters, because of my knee. It sucks but I’m working on possibly have a fun, sassy job instead.
Take that, cranky!
September 18th, 2008
So much for skating anytime soon. I possibly have a tear in a ligament or the meniscus in my knee. I’ll know more for sure after an MRI and a follow up in six weeks. I am very very sad about this and have decided that the only thing that will help is if people send pictures of their cute animals. Bunnies, cats, puppies, fish. Whatever. I’ll accept babies as well. It would help even more if the cute animal/baby in question were perhaps holding a sign of encouragement. Am I asking too much? Maybe. But maybe so was Kennedy when he wanted the US to go to the moon.
Tags: knee, roller derby, sad
September 10th, 2008