Day 4: Key West Salad (Jerk Chicken, Scallions, Dried Cranberries, Pineapple, some weird dressing)
I like a good ol’ fashioned Caesar Salad just as much as the next dude. No frills, no bullshit, no surprises. Not gonna lie, I’m a pretty simple soul when it comes to what I put in one of these if the mood strikes me. Every time I saw this Key West thing advertised at Croutons, I went back to my boring default lunch with a gag-face that would make the ’90s proud. Today, I became a man (as far as salad-selection goes) and took the plunge into this friendly-yet-ominious concoction.
Yes, I’ve technically had hundreds of salads before. However, I’ve never consumed jerk chicken (spicy, yet satisfying in a way that no buffalo-derivative could ever hope to achieve), scallions (this weird additive that only added more weird texture) or dried cranberries (haters gonna hate). Though it was a lot better than I originally thought it was going to be, I still got a whole mess of beef with this. Salads should not be sweet. I should not be forced away from my delightful indulgence of spicy chicken by the throngs of villainy in the form of sticky cranberries and sweet juices. That shit just doesn’t make sense. Maybe it’s an acquired taste. Maybe I’m missing the point here. Either way, I was annoyed by the juxtaposition, and will hardly be storming the gates to get one of these ever again.
Something good did come out of all this though. My disposition on pineapple before? Couldn’t stand. My disposition on pineapple now? Tolerable, but not my first pick.
Little victories, man.
