I love an empty salad plate. Especially at noon. Today, I had a left-over roasted chicken breast. It sang and shouted "Caesar Salad." I opened the fridge for the romaine but my eye caught a bag of locally grown heirloom lettuce leaves. They stay fresh a long time, since they don't have to travel to market, and I tend to hoard them.
I lined the bottom of my plate with the green, red, and yellowish leaves. I sprinkled on barely a shake of olive oil and salted the salad greens at once. Salata, after all, means salt. The touch of oil just makes it cling.
I sliced the chicken and laid it on top of the tender greens. I cut gherkins really thin and sprinkled the breast meat with pickle. I crumbled a tiny bit of Yorkshire Wensleydale Cheese with Cranberries over the whole salad and added a small shake of Cardini's original Caesar Salad Dressing. I used minimal cheese and dressing to keep the fat content low - just enough to get the taste of the anchovies in the dressing and the cranberries in the cheese.
I sat in the sunshine and enjoyed lunch. I was thinking that this salad was good enough to share. Everybody should taste this. I beat myself up a little for not getting a picture before I started eating, but I decided that even that wouldn't give you any idea of how good this dish really was.
I have noticed that Fresh Market is selling Heirloom lettuce in the produce section now. It would be easy for you to make this salad even though you don't have a local source for the greens. Any crumbly cheese you like would do. If you make it, take a picture! (I'll try not to forget next time.) Let me know if you enjoyed the recipe. I would have used croutons, but I couldn't find any in the pantry. Next time.
A southern grandmother recounts experiences and thoughts following her retirement to the Red Hills near Tallahassee, Florida. Who knows what she'll say?
Smile and Say Cheese
My daughter (now 61) used to line everyone up and take our picture in order to prove what a “good time” we all had – much to the chagrin of...
-
It's a rainy morning and I had to practice my Tai Chi in the living room instead of on the patio. As I went through the set, my mind (wh...
-
I've told this story before. It was 1968. Years after Ax-Handle Saturday - that was in 1960. The business was never settled in Ja...
-
Monday, Monday and I cannot catch a break even when Tax Day i s delayed . I'm always on the bitter edge. Not my fault,...