“So what makes salad, salad?” Bren and I pondered this precise question at a cheap little pizzeria near home. Having managed to wrangle an impromptu Date Night (thanks, Granddad!) we dragged our slightly exhausted, moderately disheveled and ravenously hungry bodies into the night. In we ambled, hoping for little more than speedy service and slightly-above-average pizza. We decided on a roast pumpkin and fetta pizza with an ‘Italian Garden Salad’. We gave our order to the friendly waiter. We settled in and waited. And waited. After 40 minutes of waiting we realised we were fighting a losing battle. Despite our best [...]