Guilt-Free Salad Throwbacks

Closeup of preparing snails with garlic butter and herbs

A week or so ago, I ate the biggest juiciest plumpest most buttery garlic-tastic escargots I’ve seen or eaten in a long time. But I’m in Paris and I guess if snails are going to be tasty, they’re going to be the tastiest here.

My eyes bugged out at the sight of them sitting alongside those crunchy-soft preservative-free baguette pieces in that cute little wicker basket and I started to salivate, so I gobbled them up so fast – even before they cooled down enough and even after I noticed my tongue was slightly burned – and didn’t even get a chance to take a photo or use that whatchamacallit that you’re supposed to politely hold the shells in while you pluck out the snail meat with a tiny two-pronged fork. It’s a wonder I didn’t get a stomach ache. Or that the Etiquette Police didn’t show up. Lucky me.

The Escargot Whatchamacallit & Two-Pronged Fork

The Escargot Whatchamacallit & Two-Pronged Fork (Image: Flickr)

Just the other day, I did it again. But this time, I lost my mind. I not only ordered les escargots again (and while tasty, they weren’t nearly as plumpified as the first ones), but I ordered soupe à l’oignon gratinée (aka French onion soup) again, a Pelforth Blonde beer (I know I said moyen but my friendly waiter brought me grande), and a Perrier I didn’t even finish [insert guilt-ridden face here]. And then (of course) I topped this sodium-infused hearty meal off with a delicious tarte tatin covered in Calvados that was then lit on fire to my pure delight. #overkill When I got up to leave, I felt the weight of my meal behind as I pushed away from the table to get up, but gave myself a pass because, after all, one walks so much in Paris, n’est-ce pas?

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And then guess what happened? I got back to my rental apartment – the one that has salmon and chicken and lettuce and tabouli in the refrigerator waiting to be prepared – and I heard a gurgle. Then another one. And then I got a stomach ache. My right ankle even got a little swollen because of the amount of sodium I ingested inhaled. But that’s what I get. I know better too. I’m from California. We eat lettuce.

As a result of my guilt and shame (mais oui, it was worth it! although I won’t do that again), here are six of my favorite salads from past meals. It’s Throwback Thursday, right?

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Beet Salad, Miami FL
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Cabo Chop Salad with Salmon,  Click on image for details and restaurant location.

Cabo Chop Salad with Salmon, Pleasanton CA
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Roasted Beetroot Salad, Parrot Cay, Turks & Caicos
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Chopped Apple Salad, Los Angeles
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Traditional Vietnamese Salad, San Francisco, CA

Traditional Vietnamese Salad, San Francisco, CA
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Thai Steak Salad, San Francisco CA
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Here are a few more of my favorite salads.  Foodspotting tells me I’m an expert. 😉

Now I’m off to cook prep a salad in the kitchen, and yes, I’m still in Paris and there are still a few escargots out there with my name on their shells. In the meantime, here’s the salad I made for my jet-lagged husband last night. He loved it. =)

Lettuce (duh), tabouli, red onions, pistachios, avocado with a dab of pesto, some really cool new thick gourmet balsamic I found by Maille called Velours de Balsamique, and some leftover curried salmon.  #5minutesofprep

Lettuce, tabouli, red onions, pistachios, avocado with a dab of pesto, some really cool new thick gourmet balsamic I found at a Paris supermarket by Maille called Velours de Balsamique, and some leftover curried salmon. #5minutesofprep

Bon appetit!

EATWELLTFRILEY

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