The World is Coming to an End… I ate a salad for lunch yesterday
I know… I know. What is wrong with me? I’ll apologize up front, because it’s just not right. I don’t eat salads. I’m supposed to be killing myself, lunch by lunch, bite of fat after bite of fat, for all of you to see. Salads ruin that plan. Despite the timing, I did not eat the salad because of some stupid New Year’s resolution (I don’t believe in those), or because I had a fried pork and plantains sandwich at Tina’s Restaurant on Monday, followed by free Chinese food on Tuesday.
The salad is actually Fresh Direct’s fault. See, the dirty little secret of Midtown Lunch is- I don’t eat out every day. In an attempt to convince work that I’m not spending every lunch hour photographing street carts, plus to be a little “healthy”, and save some money (this shit gets expensive), I actually only eat out 3 days a week. The other two days, I’ll bring a peanut butter and jelly sandwich to work (cute right?). Maybe not the healthiest lunch in the universe, but it certainly has less calories than every single lunch I’ve ever eaten for this site. Well, this week Fresh Direct forgot to deliver our damn peanut butter- leaving me feeling like I should at least attempt to eat healthy (and close to the office). A salad it is.
I ate the damn thing- so I might as well tell you what I thought of it…. after the jump.
Not surprisingly, so many people at work ask me for lunch recommendations every day. The conversation usually goes something like this:
“Hey Zach, where should I eat lunch today?”
“I don’t know. Tell me what you’re in the mood for and I’ll give you a suggestion.”
“Um… I don’t know. Something healthy.”
“Riiiiiight. Does it look like I eat healthy? Sorry, I don’t really know too much about that stuff. Come back to me when you’re looking for lunch that doubles as a heart attack inducer.”
The last time I ate a salad was at Variety Cafe, in June of 2006, and I bragged about how I ”fat guy’d” it up by adding cheese, fried chicken and those fried chinese noodle thingys to it. Once Variety Cafe was closed by the DOH, that was the end of my salad eating days… until yesterday.
A friend from work has been trying to convince me forever that the Signature Salad from Cosi is delicious. So, looking for that “healthy” lunch, I heeded his advice and headed over. One of your garden variety fruit, nut & cheese salads, Cosi’s Signature Salad is mixed greans topped with pears, grapes, dried cranberries, pistachios and gorgonzola cheese (or as I like to call it- ”the savior”). If I’m going to eat a salad, you better believe it’s going to have cheese in it.
All in all, it was pretty tasty (for a salad) but for $8.33, it was not particularly hefty (i.e. “Where’s the fried chicken???”), and I couldn’t help but feel I had been ripped off. Is this how ”normal” people feel, going to these places every single day and paying these prices for sandwiches and salads. Luckily, it came with a piece of fresh baked Cosi bread, the saving grace of an otherwise generic chain, and I was able to convince myself it was worth it.
Picking up my *cough* salad from one of the closest places to my office possible, and taking it back to my desk to eat, while convincing myself it was worth the $8+, I almost felt like a real Midtown worker for a day. I don’t think I liked it.