In the sports world, the phrase "on any given Sunday..." implies that the outcome of the game might -- and often does -- turn out considerably different than what you expect. Anything can happen. On paper, one team might have an overwhelming edge, or the home field advantage, but truly, you never know who will show up, who's got the drive or the desire to win until the game is played. The world is not so predictable that you can just phone it in. The Sunday salad has all characteristics of a late-season football game played in the rain, that turns to snow, then settles on sleet and ice pellets in a swirling wind. Who's going to win? Hey, it's anyone's guess.
Suppose that on Friday evening, you stayed a few extra hours at happy hour. On Saturday, you were surprised to find that there were several movies playing that you wanted to see, and you took in a double feature. You didn't get to the store to replenish your salad supplies. When you amble into the kitchen to build the Sunday salad, suddenly you've become TV's Macgyver, trying to build a salad with a rubber band, a straw, some leftover greens, assorted fruit, and a hard-boiled egg.
Most of the time, these are the very conditions that call for salad greatness. You have to dig deep, figuring out how to use what you have to make a salad that just might become the next surprisingly great salad of your life. The red Bartlett pear and bell pepper salad we had this past Sunday was just such a revelation. Simple, colorful, flavorful, and a base worth building on...
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