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I’m going to a dinner tonight, a gathering ostensibly to taste and learn about wine, but more truly about eating, drinking and talking, three of my favorite things. I’m despairing, though, as to why I volunteered to bring a salad. I like to cook, and most salads, though delightful to eat, don’t require much cooking. The produce available this time of year isn’t exactly inspirational, either. I suppose I’ll take a nice, serviceable salad, and it will complement the main dish (a white lasagna) just fine, but I can’t get motivated to make it. Soon, though. soon.