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| Um, mesclun, methinks |
I’ve just eaten some more of the Mescalin salad leaves as featured with my name in today’s Inside Cover in the West Australian.
I submitted this item last Friday and they phoned me twice, Friday and Saturday, to double check my identity and ask questions about the item before publication.
As the New York Times writer said, “If your mother calls to say she loves you, get another source.”
I debated whether to phone the company before I dobbed them in, but if they’re too lazy to use a dictionary or the web to check before they get their packaging made, they deserve a rocket (boom, boom).
In fact, I’m pretty disgusted with the quality of the WA made salads I buy at IGA. They are made from the tough, leathery outer leaves of lettuces, sometimes containing as few as two baby tomatoes, with old, tough capsicum slices and in the Caesar Salads, rubbishy, dry, counterfeit bacon chips and flavourless croutons. All at $8!
We are being served crap at high prices! It’s time we jacked up, as Japanese consumers do. Don’t accept this rubbish. Complain.
