…because the thread is about chicken salad for lunch. Not “what should I serve for lunch”. OP needs to have her husband check with the coworker if they actually like chicken salad, and report back. |
And yet OP didn't ask for a menu or other recommendations. OP asked to discuss this as an option. My guess is OP knew exactly how this would go over on here, like other mayonnaise based salads and dip suggestions go. Because apparently it is news to some that not everyone likes mayo. |
The point was to discuss chicken salad, not pick me behavior catered toward only pleasing the very pickiest men |
So now 35 year olds can’t eat chicken salad? Lmao |
First page has some suggestions. I prefer walnuts to pecans in my chicken salad, but nuts are required. |
I just reread the first page. No other suggestions that aren’t just variations of chicken salad. |
About 1 in 5 don't like it. So, statistically, it's the safer choice. https://www.popsci.com/mayonnaise-disgust/ |
To be clear, a mayo-based salad would be acceptable to most people. |
A lot of people have a mayo aversion |
If that's the only thing you serve for lunch, expect a lot of left overs. |
Shark jumped ^^ |
OP said in her second line NO restrictions and NO allergies. If they had such an aversion they could have voiced that. |
So, to be clear, you posted an article that says "Mayonnaise is disgusting, and science agrees" in the title and you're like, that's definitely what I plan to serve! |
Chicken salad is disgusting. Pick a crowd pleaser like liver wurst FFS. |
If you make a good chicken salad, that would be a fine lunch. I might roast some asparagus to go along side it, and maybe have a toasted baguette slices.
And you know what: your guest might not like it. Any dish you make has the potential to be something your guest doesn’t like. Assuming they are a well functioning adult, they will eat more of things they enjoy, less of things they don’t, and say thank you for your hospitality. Maybe they aren’t a well functioning adult, but then that has nothing to do with what you made for lunch, and nothing you can control. |