I hate to sound melodramatic, but lettuce and I are enemies. It’s not that I don’t like eating salad—I do—it’s that I never eat salad fast enough before my lettuce gets “weird,” as in “not technically inedible but kind of limp and not-so-fresh looking.” This makes me feel like a failure, and I hate failure. Luckily,

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