Green's Limit

Digital self portrait

Tuna fish salad seemed a good idea for the midday meal, since I didn’t know when husband John would get his lunch break.  We try to have our days off together, but for some reason he was working and I was not.  I prepared the tuna salad, read the newspaper, heard my stomach rumble and ate at 2:00.  That’s when I discovered the limit of green.  The assembled sandwich had a base of one slice of whole wheat toast, topped with tuna salad and a large, crisp leaf of iceberg lettuce.  I crave crunch these days and avoid the satisfying things like potato chips and crackers.  There were two large stalks of celery in the salad, which was overkill to begin with.  The lettuce was not only on top, it was over the top.  My tongue explored each bite, trying to find an identifiable tuna taste.  No luck.  From now on, green will have to fade into the background.  There should be a balance between “good for you” and “delicious.”