I've become obsessed with a salad.
That could have been one of the strangest sentences I've ever written.
This obsession started exactly a year ago today. I went to the Lord & Taylor in New York City and purchased the Waldorf Salad. Thus began the love affair. I was unable to return to Lord & Taylor during that trip, so I made it my mission to go this time and get the recipe.
So the cafe is basically a little hole in the wall, terribly decorated, but with excellent food. I went there my first full day during this trip to New York and once more ate the salad from heaven. I asked the waitress for the recipe, she went and asked the cook.... and they refused to give it to me.
What?! GIVE ME THE SALAD RECIPE
so Saturday afternoon, I returned to Lord & Taylor on Fifth Avenue and once more ordered the Waldorf. I made a mental note of each ingredient included: apples, turkey, mayonnaise, craisins, raisins, lettuce, mango sauce. Okay.. we know the ingredients... so how much of each?
I'm determined to make this salad tonight. I'm going grocery shopping in a few minutes and this salad WILL be good. I'm determined. Do you know how sad it is that I have just written an entire post over a salad? its worth it. I swear it is.
I could live off of it.
I already live off of salad... but this salad, this salad is meant for the gods.
yeah... i'm a health-nut loser. In a nutshell.
I'll let you know if it turns out, and produce a recipe so you all can make it and understand what I'm talking about. Because I'm sure at this point, it seems as if I've gone off the deep end of the pool (i.e. crazy)