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| Empty bag, empty mind? |
Is there any specimen of contemporary consumer convenience more beautiful than the bagged salad? The shiny plastic clamors for our attention from the supermarket shelves. You want a specific leaf? Bags trumpet the virtues of arugula or iceberg, baby spinach or hearts of romaine. Can't decide? Grab a spring mix or a European mix or a Mediterranean mix. Can't remember whether you have a bottle of dressing at home? The Caesar mix has your back with packets of dressing, cheese and croutons to pair with the greens.
This one has been triple-washed. This one has been quadruple-washed. This one has been washed in the tears of twenty comely virgins.
All beauty is fleeting, however, and in the case of bagged salads you needn't wait decades for its shine to fade. You don't even have to open the bag -- though that will surely do the trick. Simply take the bag from the shelf and examine its contents. Press the greens against the plastic until the bag seems ready to pop.
Does that leaf have a touch of brown around the edges? Do the greens leave a slick of slime on the inside of the plastic?
Are you really that desperate for a dump-and-dress salad?
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