My foodie friends snicker at my fondness for iceburg lettuce.
I too, bear the stigma of an iceberg afficionado. Someday, my friend, we will be free to enjoy the crunchy, leafy heart without shame.
On the wedge: Chilled iceberg lettuce is the ideal base for a rich buttermilk-and-bacon dressing.
Every nutritionist in my time zone just plotzed.
I also like the word “plotzed” even though it seems like I shouldn’t.
Damnit, now I’m all in the mood for a nice heaping bowl of iceberg lettuce smothered in Thousand Island. Thanks a lot.
Have no friends not equal to yourself.
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