A French Sunday Salad (End of rant)
This is the salad I made myself for lunch today:
And I decided that I would use it to finish one of the previously unfinished posts.
Note that thereโs no canned corn. No rice. And yes, real potatoes, garlic, and fresh green beans. Except for steaming the green beans, it took me all of about 2 minutes to put together. The potatoes were leftovers and were just as good cold as they were caramelized and freshly-roasted out of the oven the night before. And the cheese is cut from a hunk of cantal that I buy from the heartthrob-worthy cheese guy at my Sunday market. Needless to say, I always make sure I have plenty of cantal on hand.
The tomato was a much-touted Cลur de Bลuf, which turned out to be an expensive flopโle grand dรฉception. (Which is a whole โnother rant, but Iโve got some chocolate-dipped cookies to post about next, which I thinkโll be more fun than my take on the sad state of tomatoes.)
I donโt know what the big deal is with them around here, but everyone seems to want them. I did too, but now Iโm wiser. So I have to agree when Mr. Bush said, โYou can fool me once, shame onโฆshame on youโฆfool me, you canโt get fooled again.โ
Um. Or something like that.
(Actually, thatโs probably how my French sounds to the French, so I shouldnโt be so critical.)
But everything else was fresh and tasty and easily thrown together to make a quick and healthy meal. Heck, it took me longer to upload the photo then it did to make the salad. Aside from my asinine purchase of the tomato, there were no fancy ingredients (except for the vinegar and the crummy tomato, all of them were from France), and there wasnโt anything that couldnโt easily be purchased at a market or grocery store.
Instead of the usual pre-made dressing cafรฉs douse over everything, my homemade batch took a whopping nine seconds to make. Except I finally had enough of the crusty mustard clinging to the sides of the mustard jar and took a few moments to grab a spatula and scrape it down.
The total cost of the ingredients?
Maybe 4โฌ, max.
Now that wasnโt really so hard, was it?
