Hail, Caesar!

So as you may know by now, I am simply not a huge fan of too many leaves in my salads. When I want a quick simple lunch, so simple that I dont even want to read the menu, my staple is a Ceasar Salad. Crisp Romain lettuce, shaved parmesan, home made croutons (there are so many options here) the odd anchovis, again whether it be the salted or the fresh fabUlous Spanish Boquerones on the side, with a simple light dressing. My choice made with greek yoghurt, smelly but oh so worth it garlic and more of the precious and worldwide favourite parmesan cheese.

The history - taken from Wikipedia,

The salad's creation is generally attributed to restaurateur Caesar Cardini, an Italian immigrant who operated restaurants in Mexico and the United States.[2] Cardini was living in San Diego but also working in Tijuanawhere he avoided the restrictions of Prohibition.[3] His daughter Rosa (1928–2003) recounted that her father invented the dish when a Fourth of July 1924 rush depleted the kitchen's supplies. Cardini made do with what he had, adding the dramatic flair of the table-side tossing "by the chef."[4] A number of Cardini's staff have said that they invented the dish.[5][6]

So, today, and my reason for the subject of my blog, is because I feel more than a little dissapointed. Should you be a follower of mine, you may think, that coming from a lady, that "twists" and has done since 1999, what I m about to protest, could seem a little unjust. BUT, I feel this was just a twist too far. This is a French, Ceasar salad. Buried under a mountain of varied leaves, egg, cucumber, tomato, a pathetic crouton or two, some very strange deep fried chicken, olives, and dripping in some form of a cream dressing, there is some parmesan, but dont feel bad about not spotting it. Why...simply because the French can.