At a group meeting last week, I ordered my usual salad.  I really enjoy that salad as I've tweaked it over time so that it has just the right balance of the tastes and textures I like.

Last week, a new texture was bestowed upon my lunch.

I was more than half way through and dug for my next forkful.  With the lettuce, cucumbers and apples that gathered on my fork, I noticed something dark.  It seemed out of place.

As I looked more closely, I confirmed just how out of place it was since it very clearly used to be something alive.

I'll stop there.  And I stopped there, happily.

What am I going to order this week?  My entire lunch rhythm has been disrupted.