So, I walk in to my kitchen around 10 tonight and I see my grandpa sitting there trying to hollow out a green pepper surrounded by other veggies. I asked him what he was trying to do. He told me that he was making a salad. I decided to help him since it was taking him a while to cut up the pepper and he had 3 other veggies to go.
He told me stories about him being a vegetarian for 6 months while Guam. He said sometimes he just really wants a salad at 10 o’clock at night.

My family is strange but it’s nice to know that I’m not the only one who makes a salad at 10.