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This is how I eat salad in December. By the crunchy, juicy-bitter, burgundy plateful. With a slice of dense bread under fork-marked pâté, I call it lunch.
Winter Chicory Salad
Rinse as many radicchio and escarole leaves as you want to eat. Shake the water off them and tear them up a bit. Dump a very well-roasted sweet potato on top; drizzle with olive oil, maple syrup, and apple cider vinegar; and season with salt and pepper.
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Orange sycamore leaves: San Francisco's rare bit of evidence that it is, indeed, December. The sweetgum trees are just starting to turn.
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