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Not too very long ago, a foodie friend made the remark that “No one should ever pay for a ceasar salad.” I did not disagree. There is some sort of inexplicable reputation with the ceasar salad that gives the customer a rather unoriginal and sad reputation for having desired it.
That is, until today, when a waitress at [Main Street Bakery] recommended the ceasar salad complement to my entree. It was quite a caesar salad. It wasn’t gussied up with fancy oils or condiments or anything like that. In fact, it was fairly plain. Something was just done right.
Main Street often does food in stranger ways, though. Their gazpacho creation, for instance, was a constant topic of debate in our library department earlier this season. So if when the fast-vegetable craving strikes me as it always inevitably eventually does, I will be returning to the cafe and wondering intensely if they can make it even more exciting.
August 25 2010 02:32 am | food and travels