I went over to a friend’s one Saturday night for an impromptu taco party. She’d walked to the new all-organic, all-artisanal, we-bag-your-groceries-in-hand-knit-sacks superstore to purchase ingredients for aforementioned fiesta. But you know what she couldn’t find amongst the purple potatoes and fiddlehead ferns?
Iceberg lettuce. Cool, crisp, crunchy iceberg.
This is not OK.
In the last ten years, iceberg has been rightfully displaced from the salad bowl by microgreens and local lettuces—who wouldn’t rather load up their fork with nutrient-filled baby spinach, mixed greens, escarole and arugula after decades of iceberg domination?—but now the poor chump is being ignored and unfairly maligned.
We’ve seen the enthusiastic embrace of the wedge salad at steakhouses and neighborhood bistros, and for good reason. If there’s one thing at which iceberg excels, it’s being a vehicle for fat, cream, and bacon-y unctuousness. But it has other tricks up its crunchy core. Let’sRead More »from In Defense of Iceberg Lettuce