I do love the taco salad. Two of my favorite neighborhood haunts, the Rocking Horse and my beloved Small Bar, both have a taco salad on the menu. The components for each dish are roughly the same, but the assembly makes them different enough that I don’t mind having them two nights in a row. The chicken at Small Bar is spiced better, but the chicken at Rocking Horse is cooked more delicately. I love the avocado in Rocking Horse’s salad, but the Lime-Cilantro vinaigrette in Small Bar’s is far superior to a spicy ranch.
But of course I love both of them. I’m feeling pretty good about getting back on track today, I feel like I’m getting enough greens to make up for all the sandwiches and fries during the snowed-in weekend. I wonder if it will ever stop amazing me how much better I feel when I eat well, and how much worse I feel when I eat poorly.




