Mrs WES has just returned from NY where she discovered that Manhattan is absolutely mad for kale, they put it in f*cking everything.
She showed me a picture of a prawn, kale Caesar salad. Which caused me to comment that by default that meant it wasn't a Caesar salad at all.
On the upside, Master WES showed me a brunch dish. Two eggs with hollandaise on top of a bed of poutine with chunks of BBQ brisket all around. For brunch. F*cker must have had about 8000 calories. He ate it all, of course.