I really wanted just a plate of straight-up salt, but that would have been shameless so I decided to make the second best thing I could think of - a plate of lots of different salty things to dip into other things.
My salty list of demands:
- Sliced baguette lightly buttered and broiled for a couple minutes
- roasted garlic for spreading
- kosher salt for sprinkling
- double-cream brie cheese for slathering
- olive oil + balsamic vinegar for dipping
- steamed artichoke
- mayonnaise for dipping
And this was lunch. I was clinging to the last of our warm, sunny days last weekend and this meal felt very picnic-worthy. I mashed that first clove of garlic onto the toast like it was some ancient, sacred ritual and made sure my salt placement covered every intended bite. Taking that first bite after an intense craving - I’m telling you right now - it was like manna from heaven. Man, I love salt.
Humans can’t have salt-licks because - gross. Or maybe there’s some sort of hamster-play sub-culture out there where this actually exists. I don’t judge. The point is, if you’re a salt junkie like me, this is a classy way to feed the need. You’ve got the olive oil, bread and artichoke to balance out the salty cheese, garlic and, well, salt. And you’ll still feel good about yourself after because it looks very presentable indeed.