I used to really hate salads and I would avoid them at all costs. As far as I was concerned, salads meant strips of bland iceberg lettuce mixed with a few chopped tomatoes, slices of cucumber and some sort of oil and vinegar dressing. If I had salad with a meal when eating out, I would invariably leave most of it and hide the remnants under my knife and fork. And I just couldn’t understand why people would want to order a salad on its own as a main meal in a restaurant – it just baffled me!
