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So, I’ve decided to let you in on a little secret. It’s not one I share often, lest I be asked to back it up in real life. Okay, here it goes… I am really, really, really good at making delicious salads. I know, not what you were expecting, right? Me, the lady who almost exclusively talks cakes, cookies, candies, calzones, and carbs, carbs, carbs. Now that it’s out in the open, I can reveal that from homemade dressings, to a selecting the perfect combination of ingredients, it just seems to come naturally. While I enjoy said green meals a few times a week, there are moments where it’s the last thing on Earth I want to swallow. I mean, when you’re craving a meat + cheese filled burrito with a heap of sour cream and guacamole, I just don’t see a salad realistically satisfying that desire.

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This morning I was having one of those days when you look at the clock, and it’s two hours later than you thought. My morning cup of joe had filled me up for a bit, but it was 11:00 am, and I was ravenously hungry. I meandered into the kitchen, where I was greeted with a sad little selection of items from which to choose. I could make a salad, but my grizzly sized appetite wasn’t about to take that news well. My eyes searched deep within our cabinet, and landed on fresh roll wrappers.

A light bulb went off, and I set to dicing and slicing an assortment of ingredients. I was going to eat salad my favorite way possible, stuffed inside a roll. I didn’t have the hunger minutes available to make noodles to go on the inside, but all the better for my body, I just added extra handfuls of crunchy romaine. I prepped homemade pickled jalapeños, lemon slices, pumpkin seeds, mint, peanut sauce, tamarind paste, purple onion, greens, and small bit of beef that we’d slow roasted earlier in the week, to provide staying power. Twenty minutes later, I had crafted and demolished four glorious fresh rolls. Bless those tubular salads, for filling my belly without leaving behind my nemesis, Mr. Midday Sluggishness.

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