This rant is sponsored by a recent trip to a very popular restaurant located on Main St. in Manayunk, PA., but really that was just the hair that broke the camel's back.
Maybe I'm a snob, but I find that it is becoming nearly impossible to find a real caesar salad ANYWHERE without going to an extrememly expensive joint. Why is it that the label "Caesar" has been co-opted and applied to any bowl of romaine lettuce with any type of white, creamy dressing? First of all, when did Caesar dressing become creamy? Second, since when does throwing a crouton on a few wilted pieces of romaine and serving it in a faux wooden bowl make something Caesar? Thirdly, what can be done to reverse this despicable trend?
Is anyone else outraged that Caesar no longer means Caesar or am I insane? Does anyone have any secrets to finding a real Caesar salad in Brooklyn or Manhattan? What do others do when you've a hankering for Caesar and you order it only to be presented with gigantic leafy romaine slathered in mayo-based nonsense and topped with (if you are lucky)grated parm?