A veterinarian friend of mine he never ate at salad bars because of Green’s disease.
I asked him about Green’s disease.
Basically, it boils down to if he ain’t washing the vegetables he ain’t eating the vegetables.
Okay, so what’s Green’s disease?
He answered my question with a question
Have you eaten at a salad bar and 20 minutes later your crapping your pants off, which continues all through the night up and down, up and down?
Then he told me that if you eat something at a salad bar or a buffet and 20 minutes later you are emptying your bowel into the closest toilet and have severe gut cramps you have just wandered into Mr. a Mrs. E-Coli and their children.
It’s probably happened to just about everybody. Which is why I no longer needed salad bars any longer and there’s a couple of Buffets that I enjoy couple times a year.
I really do prefer to cook my own food, I was a cook in the military years and years ago and I know how and have more than a passing experience around a galley.
My lovely children would ask for a sandwich back then and I would tell them “I only cook in bulk, make your own sandwich.” That used to piss the ex off. But hey, kids gotta learn to cook too. When the lovelies started asking me to show them how, or wanted to help... that was different. But I always stressed sanitation.
[A veterinarian friend of mine he never ate at salad bars because of Green’s disease.]