{"id":1651,"date":"2006-06-29T17:58:00","date_gmt":"2006-06-29T17:58:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/elitemporaryblog.wordpress.com\/2006\/06\/29\/salad-days"},"modified":"2015-09-24T03:54:05","modified_gmt":"2015-09-24T03:54:05","slug":"salad-days","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/orangette.net\/2006\/06\/salad-days\/","title":{"rendered":"Salad days"},"content":{"rendered":"
Some days, you just want a salad. And sometimes, those some days are every day, especially when they fall near the end of June, and when the thermometer outside is stuck at the \u201chot and sticky\u201d mark, and when you\u2019ve been in the process of moving into a new apartment for, oh, the past ten<\/em> of them. Around here, those are the kinds of days that we\u2019ve been having. Salad days<\/a>, or sort of.<\/p>\n Regular readers will know by this point that Brandon and I eat a lot<\/a> of salad<\/a>. Between the two of us, we could keep a small farm in business. The first meal that we ever shared was a salad\u2014of shredded baby bok choy, ramp leaves, and avocado, to be precise, with a baguette and a disk of Mt. Tam<\/a> on the side\u2014and since then, it\u2019s become a regular habit. Most of the time, in fact, we don\u2019t so much cook together as assemble<\/em><\/strong>.<\/em> This could be a bit disconcerting for two people who claim to be decent cooks, but really, it\u2019s not bad. Come summer, food is best with minimal fussing, anyway, and no matter the time of year, a good salad is nothing to scoff at<\/strong>.<\/p>\n So for the past several days, we\u2019ve been letting our salad tendency run amok. Since the night of Brandon\u2019s arrival, we\u2019ve been busy moving into a new apartment\u2014or a little house, really, with an office for me and a workbench for him\u2014and in our honor, Seattle has pulled out all the stops where sunshine is concerned. It\u2019s a blessing, I guess, but of the very mixed variety: it\u2019s been h – o – t hot<\/strong>, all-caps HOT, no air-conditioning hot, hot as in Kool & The Gang\u2019s \u201cToo Hot.\u201d<\/a> I mean hot.<\/em> It\u2019s sweaty, dirty, nasty stuff, even before all the boxes and the bags and the dust. It\u2019s the sort of thing that screams for salad and beer<\/strong>.<\/p>\n