Grill

When I was kid, the only thing my mom trusted me with in the kitchen was the salad.  So every night, right before dinner was to be served, I was asked to come in the kitchen and make this bland, boring salad.  I’d reluctantly tear up the lettuce, cut a tomato and cucumber and it’d be done—it was the easiest chore I had to do, but that memory has resulted in me being a non-salad eater. People love salads—me? Not so much. When I go to a restaurant, the salad section is usually not even an option for me, unless it’s a caprese salad, which isn’t really even a salad, it’s more like a cold appetizer. So I’m scarred for life—no salads for me…until…my trip to Raleigh, NC last month where I tried this incredible salad at Firebirds. It’s not a super-duper gourmet spot that you’d see in Bon Appetit—just a little restaurant nestled in the suburbs and this place served up one of the best salads of my life.  To me this salad worked so well because it treated the lettuce like a second-class citizen.  Lettuce was used just as a delivery service for the other cool stuff in …

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