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Growing up in New York in the ’90s, I was frequently compared to another brash, sarcastic (I prefer the term “witty”) native with crazy curly hair: Elaine Benes of Seinfeld fame. Sure, I was outspoken, and yeah, I could be known to crack a joke or two, but even as a 12-year-old I had my life together better than Elaine — and I could sure as hell dance better than she could. So I laughed off the comparison.
Fast-forward a couple decades later, and I now know what I should have acknowledged then: The woman was a genius. And you know why? Because she liked big salads. Elaine Benes would stroll into a diner, request a larger-than-average assemblage of greens, and munch away happily. Elaine Benes was not satisfied with a normal-sized salad. And neither am I.
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