Salad Abuse

[nineme]

Today’s chicken breast was plain and cold, so I dressed it up in a chop of parsley, basil, oregano, sea salt, green garlic and black pepper and splashed olive oil behind its imaginary ears before I threw it into the weeds (red and green leaf lettuce, baby arugula) and pelted it with carrot and sun-dried tomato shreds.

Yesterday was … yesterday. A blur, anyway.

(Continued on Modus Dementi)