the art of salad

It takes me eight hours to make a salad these days.

First I have to decide to make a salad. That takes awhile.

Then I have to pick things out of the garden for it: lettuce, spinach, radishes, carrots, and green onions.

I take a turn around the herb pots: thyme, mint, oregano, chives.

Then I have to carefully wash each individual leaf, because now that it's warm, everything is covered with tiny bugs.

I add dried cranberries, walnuts, good fatty salad dressing. 

Grind on some black pepper.

Grate on some parmesan.

Then I spend three hours taking pictures of the salad.

And, finally - voila! Eight hours later, I'm eating the world's most temporally inefficient, economically unsustainable, and environmentally irresponsible salad.

And it's totally worth it.

World's best, most fiscally irresponsible salad.