My mom was visiting. We don’t get along too well, but we’re working on it, and I love her deeply no matter what. She had to cut her visit short and that made me sad. The second she left I went to the kitchen to make this dressing. Eating my feelings, I guess.
This recipe is something I got from her. She loves salad. She doesn’t just eat it because she pigged out the day before, or because it’s healthy, but just because she loves it. When I go visit her, 75% of the meals she makes are salad.
Before she left, she filled up this little cup with flowers. Thanks, Mom.