I just realized I’ve been making salads wrong my entire life.
The lettuce should go on TOP!
There are a bunch of hidden gems under there—but that’s my little secret.
I came to this conclusion yesterday as I was warming up leftover broccoli and spinach & garlic chicken sausage to put on a salad. I wanted to use the same plate I’d warmed them up on for the actual salad, but wasn’t sure how to sneak the lettuce underneath.
Umm, duh. How about: don’t do it.
Why did it take me so long to figure this out?? Now, my lettuce stays crisper, since it’s not getting beaten down by heavy toppings, and I’m less likely to just pick at the toppings and neglect the lettuce until the end. Plus, if you use dressing: obviously, the lettuce needs it more than the toppings do.
It’s a win, win, win, win.
Now, I realize the presentation suffers, but I don’t really care when I’m cooking for myself. And this way, every bite’s a surprise! Pretty magical, right?
Speaking of salads, mine have gotten a huge boost of awesome lately, now that this is happening regularly:
I love grilling because it produces great food and, most importantly, because Brent usually does it. (haha) Also, leftover grilled kabobs are possibly the best salad toppings out there. I swear they’re better the next day.
The ones on the right are mesquite kabobs I got from our BRAND NEW HY-VEE (aka paradise).
Mason doesn’t care much about salads or kabobs, but he’s a HUGE fan of matchbox cars. (How’s that for a transition? I belong in TV.)
He spends about 80% of his day carrying these little cars around and placing them on various surfaces. Not even “driving” them, necessarily—just setting them somewhere and stepping back to admire them. For some reason, it’s thrilling.
He also loves to watch real cars from our street corner. Here he is bad-mouthing some passing vehicles:
Haha. Doesn’t it look like he’s trash talking?
In other unrelated news, I went to a yoga class last night that unexpectedly, and horrifyingly, involved handstands. When the instructor asked if there were any poses we wanted to work on, one woman said, “Handstands—HAHAHA” (in other words: she was clearly joking). And sure enough, toward the end of the class, the instructor asked us all to pick a spot by the wall and start working on our “baby kicks.”
As far as I knew, baby kicks were something you experienced during pregnancy. But apparently, they can also be when you donkey-kick your legs in the air, hoping that, by some outrageous miracle, they might connect with the wall behind you.
^What I did NOT look like.
I didn’t get very far with the whole baby-kicking thing—it just felt so unnatural to me. And the thought of actually being in a handstand position, with all my weight on my hands, sounded terrifying.
So while the instructor went around the room, asking if she could help people get into it, I laid low.
…And I’m still kicking myself today for that. Why couldn’t I just try it?? Grr…
I think it was largely the fact that I didn’t have time to prepare myself, mentally. This handstand idea came out of nowhere, and I need at least a week to prepare my brain for scary new experiences like that.
Another thing I’m considering preparing my brain for is The Color Run. Have you ever done one??
I haven’t, but I’ve heard they’re a blast. You’re going to roll your eyes so hard when you hear what my biggest concern is…
I don’t really like to get dirty.
I know, I know. I’m a total grandma. Danny Tanner here.
To be honest, I’ve never actually done a “fun run” (where I didn’t care about time) of any kind, and maybe I should think about changing that. This is the kind of race that’s awesome because it gets all kinds of people together, from the hardcore racers to the anti-runners. Plus, you get to take sweet colorful pictures like these:
In case you’re not super familiar with the Color Run, here are some dets (—> this abbreviation goes out to my husband, who desperately hates it when people say dets):
–The Color Run, also known as the Happiest 5k on the Planet, is a unique paint race that celebrates healthiness, happiness, individuality, and giving back to the community.
-It’s less about your 10-minute-mile and more about having the time of your life.
–The Color Run is a five-kilometer, un-timed race in which thousands of participants are doused from head to toe in different colors at each kilometer.
–There are only two rules: Wear white at the starting line and finish plastered in color!
Man, I think I’m talking myself into it just writing this. The color washes off, right??
If YOU are interested in getting your color on this spring/summer, I have two exciting ways you can save money doing it!
$$ Saving Opp 1: If you live in the Madison area, here’s a special coupon code you can use to get $5 off your entry to our local race!
In case the image isn’t showing up nicely for you, the code is COLORMADISON.
$$ Saving Opp 2: The Color Run has graciously offered to give away a FREE ENTRY to one lucky reader! This entry can be used toward any Color Run in the country (here’s a list of the locations). To enter, use the Rafflecopter below.
P.S. Even if you don’t live in Madison or win the free entry, you can still save 5 bucks on your entry by grabbing 3 or more friends and registering as a team! (Here’s info about what it means to be a “team”—there’s not much to it, really.)
Disclaimer: The Color Run offered me both the coupon code and free entry to share with my readers. I was not compensated for this post in any other way.
Have a wonderful weekend! We’re off to the Twin Cities to hang out with some friends for the weekend (and Mason’s off to hang out with Grandma and Grandpa for the weekend)—we cannot WAIT for some quality adult time!
Have you ever tried an upside-down salad?
Ok, yogis: what handstand tips do you have for me?
I’ll make it happen someday!!