rotting salad yet again

Okay, this salad was made a month and four days ago and it expired a month and a day ago and it’s still in my fridge. I just looked at it, and had I seen it just like it is now in the grocery store, I still would have bought it. The volume’s down a bit, but the spinach leaves are not yet wilted or dried. There’s a bit of moisture collecting on the bottom of the container, but no slime. The onions look perfect. The mushrooms look no worse than they did three weeks ago. Hmmm.

I am going into salad withdrawal, so I decided to make my own. I asked the produce guy at the grocery store about the expiry date for the romaine hearts that were in cello bags because I couldn’t find a date stamped on them. He said, “They don’t expire.” I asked him what they sprayed on them to make them not expire. He said, “Nothing.” I didn’t buy those romaine hearts. Fool that I am, I bought the organic ones. When I made a salad out of them, I was heartened by the brown spots.

Off to the farmers’ market tomorrow …

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Author: Marsha

I write historical fiction, mostly from the perspective of young people who are thrust in the midst of war. View all posts by Marsha