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My Favorite Food

I am not joking when I say that salad is my favorite food.  Don't envision rabbit food that only has lettuce and carrots.  My salads vary depending on what is in the fridge, but they always have protein (grilled chicken, taco meat, or black beans), cheese (cheddar or mozzarella), vegetable (corn, black olives, bell pepper, tomatoes, onions, carrots, broccoli, AND whatever else I may have in the fridge to mix in.  I don't pick just one!  I use all of them!), dressing (ranch mixed with a dab of water so that it evenly spreads throughout my salad, something crunchy (usually baked tostitos crumbled up), and salsa to top it off!  And lately I have really enjoyed eating my salads out of a small mixing bowl we have!  It just mixes together better without making a mess.  Yumm!  I love a good salad!  

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  1. Yessss!!! The most recent staple of my meals is green leaf lettuce, strawberries, green onions, walnuts, a sprinkle of fresh parmiggiano reggiano cheese (if available) and a homemade balsamic vinaigrette made with dijon mustard so it has a kick. I ate it for breakfast one day. Seriously. It makes me so happy...

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