IN OUR OWN SMALL, SNEAKY, HIGHLY INCONSEQUENTIAL WAY, we’re rebels here in the Department of Salad. Especially lately. If you tell me or one of the boys in the lab that the sky is robin’s egg blue we might point out that it’s technically azure. Just to feel like we have a shred of power left in a world we no longer understand.
I’m the gang leader. Flyi…