Friends, Romaines, Countrymen: lend me your mouths. We come to eat Caesar not to bury it. And Caesar is an honorable salad. Let us stop and consider the rich history—the provenance, if you will—of that crispy-creamy-salty tumble of leaves that is so beloved of restaurant-goers of all ages
Always love a good (and real) Caesar!
I learned the pillowcase trick from my Tuscan mother-in-law!