Sal is Meant to Be Eaten with Your Hands 🥗
Summary
A stranger on the subway drops a genuinely wild take: salad is meant to be eaten with your hands. Kareem is baffled. The rider insists it's about being "more embodied and grounded," suggesting a chip and dip moment with dressing on the side. "Forks? All my homies eat with the fingers." Kareem pushes back on the logistics, picturing Caesar salad chaos, but the rider stays committed to their vision of everyone abandoning utensils entirely. It's the closest thing to touching grass that city people get, apparently. The debate gets surprisingly philosophical before Kareem taps out.
Full Transcript
So what's your take? Salad is meant to be eaten with your hands. 100,000% disagree. To me, it's like—especially in the city, the closest thing so many people get to touch in grass. That's interesting, but what about the mess on the hand? Like, this is what I'm picturing.
Okay, let me get a Caesar salad. That's me. That is me at every restaurant. I don't care what kind of restaurant it is. You do it at restaurants? My dream is everybody eating with our hands like we're meant to. No, eating with your hands is cool. I eat—I eat oysters with my hands, fries with my hands, chicken wings with my hands. But salad? You are you grabbing one lettuce leaf or are you grabbing a—a scoop?
Here's the trick: you can have the dressing on the side and then pick up the pieces and it's kind of like a chip and dip moment, but with, like, salad and dressing. It's not ridiculous. I really feel like it would help us all be more embodied and grounded. Forks? All my homies eat with the fingers. You just need to get wild. Do this. No. All right, fine.