Salad isn't a meal. Salad's the stuff that comes with a meal.
What do you do when you see a man masturbating at a salad baran actual salad shooterbut wait, I'm single, we're both at the salad bar, we have a lot in common. I like fresh produce, he likes to get fresh with produce. I like nuts on my salad, he likes to nut on his salad.
Usually when I have a salad it's pretty hearty, balanced and healthy and a full meal.
Honestly, I'm not a big fan of having a salad before a meal.
My favorite meal to make is seared ahi, and my wife does the most amazing pear salad.
My favorite meal would be a big piece of steak with salad and then Brussels sprouts and Jerusalem artichokes.
If you're making a salad of any kind, cut the herbs, stems and all, and toss them into your mixed greens salad, a Romaine salad, iceberg, Bibb - it just adds a special touch.
If I could only eat one meal for the rest of my life it would be king crab legs, salad and some chicken.
I went a nutritionist... I walk into his office he goes, 'Well, the good news is, you can have all the salad you want.' I don't want any salad! He wanted me to eat salad. As a food!
It's not me that's obsessed with my weight, it's everyone else. I know that I'm healthy, so I don't really feel the need to answer to anyone. I've never substituted a meal for a salad in my life.
I always eat a meal at home before I leave for the airport, so I only eat the soup and salad on the plane.
I left Chicago many years ago to move to California. You can't help but live a healthy lifestyle here if you want to fit in. I find myself eating chicken and salad and chicken and salad and salad and chicken, like a monk.
My perfect last meal would be: shrimp cocktail, lasagna, steak, creamed spinach, salad with bleu cheese dressing, onion rings, garlic bread, and a dessert of strawberry shortcake.
There are many things to admire about Japan but this is the one thing I love the most and probably the only time I eat breakfast. Fish, eggs, soup, salad, veggies; all in the tiniest bites. It's a full meal, but it's so refreshing.
My dishes tend to have a very carefree style: what's ripe at the farmers market or what's in my fridge, even if I'm cleaning out my fridge. It tends to be a very improvisational style. I major in salads, but a loose definition of salad; it can have a real robust skirt steak on top of it off the grill or quinoa or buckwheat or sprouted almond.
My father always cooks more polenta than he needs for a meal. The excess he spreads on an oiled surface and chills. Next day, he cuts out chunks, fries them in olive oil and serves with salad.