Before the greens are mixed in. Wouldn't fault you for just eating this.
See, I love strawberries. I wouldn't know what to make of someone who didn't love strawberries. I even eat the green part on top, which is a form of deep acceptance with a sprinkle of laziness, and those two swirled inextricably together is another type of love. And love itself is not complicated, it's just that eventually it can't live in isolation, and outside of our alone time, and certain agreeable environments (oatmeal, ice cream), I was always a tad awkward when integrating strawberries into my other concoctions. It's just that strawberries, so bright and specific, needs some simple and friendly folks who will let them sing their song. So here's what I came up with:
- Mixed greens
- Drizzle of balsamic