I’m trying to learn not to be a salad hater.
But it’s difficult. I just don’t like salads. They are boring. I hate lettuce bones (the spines in iceberg lettuce). Salad dressing with a creamy base completely grosses me out–especially Waldorf dressing (sorry, Tharrie!).
But–they are so good for you! And all the bloggers I read love salads. And they are trendy!
I want to be trendy. I want to bring salad to school with my dressing in a separate container so the leaves don’t wilt. That’s cool.
So here’s my first (incredibly successful) attempt. A classmate of mine reminded me how amazing salads can be when you combine baby spinach leaves and strawberries. With a few other additions, this salad became my dinner. It did not last long.
Even Fritz felt full afterwards (and there was not a single lettuce bone in sight!).
Strawberry Spinach Salad
- 2 (giant) handfuls of baby spinach leaves
- 4 strawberries, sliced vertically
- 1-2 corn tortillas, baked until browned and crispy (really! seriously!)
- 1/8 C raw walnuts
- 1/2 grilled chicken breast, sliced into strips
- balsamic dressing
Step one: make your husband grill the chicken for you or alternate step one: finally learn how to use the gas grill on your own (you are a doctoral student, for God’s sake!). I went with the former–thanks, Fritz!
However, do put the chicken inside a freezer bag and pound it out flat with a saucepan first–that makes it grill faster so it’s nice and juicy by the time it’s cooked. Dried out chicken will simply not do when I’m trying to learn to like a salad. Season with salt and pepper and grill it up beautifully.
Assemble the salad–spinach, strawberries, and walnuts. Crush up the tortilla and sprinkle over the top.
I’m not kidding when I say that was the best-tasting crunchy texture ever. I surprised myself with that idea, but I had some going stale from the open-faced tacos we had a few nights ago. They stayed crunchy throughout the whole salad, and when browned, were so nutty and delicious that I kept asking Fritz if he could believe how good it all was.
Top with the grilled chicken, of course. There is a man in the house, after all, and he just doesn’t feel complete without some sort of animal protein.
Drizzle some balsamic right over the top.
So good! I ate the whole bowl (even scraped up the remainders). That is a salad first for me. A salad as a meal? That was big enough–and I still didn’t get sick of it? I can’t wait to have more tomorrow.
What are your best salad combos? I need inspiration!