Last week the Mrs. was outta town for work, leaving me to my own devices. Said devices were less than thrilling, as E left me for the beginning of the work week only and save for some serendipitous short-notice primo sport seats, not much can go down without the wife in town on a Tuesday. Maybe it’s a lack of imagination on my part.
Pictured above was my favorite lunch when I worked at Columbia. There’s a faux-kitchenette down Broadway a few blocks from the campus with some decent food (especially for the area). I was always very partial to their Cobb Salad, and indeed, Cobb Salads in general. Feeling nostalgic for my New York years and an inexplicable craving for bacon and avocado, I assembled my wares.
I grilled some chili-rubbed chicken (a solo man meal must involve an electric grill), bacon, diced tomatoes and avocado, chopped egg, shredded cabbage and some cheese. I laid everything all over romaine (E usually requests arugula in our salads). I made the dressing with a dab of mustard, a dash of soy, red wine vinegar, mirin and olive oil. And end it all in a big ol’ bowl. Nothing says bachelor chow like a bunch of food in a giant bowl.
Although we miss our special someones when they leave, it can be an opportunity to make something different, even if it is something mundane as a salad. I enjoyed it greatly and I say so with impunity, it may seem odd that man food constitute a salad, but I deeply believe that its status as ‘food with bacon’ supersedes all else. Until next time, friends, cook on.