grilled haloumi salad with apple and dates

“I want to eat light, so I will go for the green salad” said the thin woman sitting behind us in the restaurant. Right there I thought about the fact that what I call a salad, isn’t what most people imagine. I like lots of toppings and cheese and walnuts and…I end up eating a huge bowl of it. So, in my restaurant the salad wont be for diet, but the other way around.

– mel

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roasted beetroot salad with spicy candied walnuts and goat cheese

This has become my favorite winter salad. I make sure to get a piece of every ingredient on each mouthful because this combination is an amazing experience. The catalyst that combines everything so well are the candied walnuts so make sure to include them… they are not just for show. You can either make them with maple syrup, which in my opinion gives them a more complex flavor and is easier to handle, or with sugar for a more crunchy result. For the walnuts, you can multiply the recipe and make these for your own indulgunce or give as a gift.

(mel seems to think this is an acceptable use of a dish cloth, to permanently stain them for the easy removal of the beetroot skins) – nickey

(in his defense, it worked a treat… doesn’t change the fact that the towel was still destroyed) – nickey

– Mel

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grilled chicken, sweet fennel, spicy rocket & fresh spinach salad

You can’t pick your family… Luckily though you can pick your ingredients, & that seems to make up for it all.

Comfort food, I could go for some of that. Something that makes me feel good on the inside & good about myself. It’s not about eating the most unhealthy thing you can find when you’re upset, it’s about eating something that makes your taste buds dance & scream with joy.

Hot, grilled chicken & wilting spinach leaves with a citrus dressing do that for me. That does it for me every time. Bread-pudding does that for me too. A giant bowl of whole-wheat pasta & tuna with a mustard & lemon dressing does it too.
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