
Frisee. Such a space-taker on the plate, so hard to pick up with a fork, and even harder to get gracefully into your mouth. I sort of hate frisee. There, I said it. I have to agree with Rebecca on this one. It's not a taste thing, it's a usability thing. I'd much rather eat mâche or arugula.
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