The colors of a fresh garden salad are so extraordinary, no painter’s pallet can duplicate nature’s artistry. ~Dr. SunWolf, tweet, 2011
Cole’s Law: Thinly sliced cabbage. ~Murphy’s Law and other reasons why things go wrong!, Arthur Bloch, 1977 [Thanks, BarryPopik.com!
’Twas a good lady, ’twas a good lady: we may pick a
thousand salads ere we light on such another herb.
~William Shakespeare (1564–1616), All’s Well That Ends Well [IV, 5, Lafeu]
What garlic is to salad, insanity is to art. ~Homer Saint-Gaudens
Four persons are indispensable to the production of a good salad — a spendthrift for oil, a miser for vinegar, a counsellor for salt, and a madman to stir it all up. ~Spanish proverb
The salad is the main dish. ~Joel Fuhrman, M.D., Eat To Live, 2003 [quoted from revised 2011 edition
I don’t think America will have really made it until we have our own salad dressing. Until then we’re stuck behind the French, Italians, Russians, and Caesarians. ~Pat McNelis, unverified
To make this condiment, your poet begs
The pounded yellow of two hard-boiled eggs;
Let onion atoms lurk within the bowl,
And, half-suspected, animate the whole.
Four times the spoon with oil of Lucca crown,
And twice with vinegar procured from town;
Of mordant mustard add a single spoon,
(Distrust the condiment that bites so soon;)
But deem it not, thou man of herbs, a fault,
To add a double quantity of salt.
And, lastly, o’er the flavored compound toss
A magic-spoon of anchovy sauce.
Oh, green and glorious! Oh, herbaceous treat!…
~Sydney Smith (1771–1845), “Receipt for Dressing Salad” [A little altered. “Receipt” is the old-timey word for “recipe.”
…green leafy happiness and cherry-red life, bursting with seeds! ~Terri Guillemets, “Lunch, life,” 2011
Oh, I’m starving after that meal. Salad. I can’t bear salad. It grows while you’re eating it, you know. Have you noticed? You start one side of your plate and by the time you’ve bot to the other, there’s a fresh crop of lettuce taken root and sprouted up. You have to start again. And it still doesn’t fill you. You finish up exhausted and hungry. The only thing that keeps me going when I’m eating a salad is the hope that somebody might have thought it was my birthday and hidden something to eat under all the vegetation. But they never do. A sardine if you’re lucky. ~Alan Ayckbourn, Living Together, 1975
Growing up, my mom made dinner every night. Usually this would be a large salad with kale, carrots, tomatoes, cucumbers, all organic of course, and sometimes she’d sprinkle nuts on top for texture. Kale has a metallic taste, like chewing on the hood of a Mercedes. No, something safer, like a Volvo. ~Jarod Kintz, Gosh, I probably shouldn’t publish this, 2012
You don’t win friends with salad! ~The Simpsons, “Lisa the Vegetarian,” 1995, written by David S. Cohen & Dan Greaney [S7, E5, Homer]
Friends are the bacon bits in the salad bowl of life. ~Author unknown, c. 2002
Knowledge consists of knowing that a tomato is a fruit, and wisdom consists of not putting it in a fruit salad. ~Miles Kington (1941–2008) [Thanks, BarryPopik.com!
My heart says chocolate and wine, but my jeans say “For the love of all that is good, eat a salad!” ~Internet meme, 2014
They say the more colorful your salad is, the better. So I swapped out my croutons for M&Ms. ~Author unknown, c. 2003
We don’t need a melting pot in this country, folks. We need a salad bowl. In a salad bowl, you put in the different things. You want the vegetables — the lettuce, the cucumbers, the onions, the green peppers — to maintain their identity. You appreciate differences. ~Jane Elliott, unverified
My salad days,
When I was green in judgment: cold in blood,
To say as I said then! But, come, away;
Get me ink and paper…
~William Shakespeare, Antony and Cleopatra, c. 1606 [I, 5, Cleopatra]
Excellent salads, according to parson Adams, are to be found in every field; we have garnered from the fertile fields of literature. Should any one be curious to know why we have ventured to select Salad, for the entertainment of the reader, we beg to premise that it has an undoubted preference over a rich ragout, fricassee, or any other celebrated product of culinary art, from the fact that it is suitable to all seasons, as well as all sorts of persons, being a delectable conglomerate of good things, — meats, vegetables, — acids and sweets, — oils, sauces, and other condiments too numerous to detail… ~Frederic Saunders, “A Word Preliminary,” Salad for the Solitary (By an Epicure), 1854
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