I was given a salad the other day by one of the girls at the gym.
It was deep purple, the colour of dragon fruit, and was smothered in what I think is a sweetish cheese I’ve seen on other salads in the supermarkets. It didn’t contain any noticeable vegetables like lettuce, olives or corn, etc. but it had a fair amount of grapes that were dotted about in its very, very saucy form, almost as if milk had been poured in and then mixed with the purple to create an odd, thickened syrupy texture.
When she told me it was salad I had to double check I’d heard correctly or if my ears were jumbling up the Indonesian accent again.
‘It’s salad… you know salad, right?’ I nodded and then smiled. Sure, it wasn’t any kind of salad I’d ever seen before, but this was a completely unexpected gift and I was touched. Also, I was hella intrigued by what this apparent salad tasted like. Maybe it was a fruit salad? Because at least that would explain the grapes and possible dragon fruit.
I moved the cheese aside when I got back to my house, stuck a fork in, picked up a mouthful and…
Had my stomach immediately turn as I swallowed. I’ve never felt so quick to sickness in my life.
It was completely against everything I was expecting from a salad, and even though I knew it wouldn’t taste like any salad I’m used to, my mind and stomach couldn’t get over the disparity of what I was kinda expecting to what I actually got. I’ve never experienced anything like that feeling…. nor tasted anything like that salad.
Now I’ll say here that I believe that it was a special type of salad, because I’ve had traditional Indonesian salads before (gado-gado, for instance, which is delicious), and they’ve neither tasted nor looked anything like that.
Regardless however, even if she was trying to shock me into death, it was a pretty damn sweet thought to give me food, and we later met up for a meal neither of us prepared.*
*And it tasted good.