So next time you see Caesar salad on a menu, smile. Think of Tijuana. Think of a chef with a plan and a pantry emergency. Think of anchovies hidden in Worcestershire sauce.
It’s a salad that tells a story. A story of borders crossed, rules broken, and flavor that refuses to be contained. And it all started with a hungry crowd and a very clever Italian in Mexico.
Now go eat a Caesar salad—and maybe toss it with your hands. Just for the vibe.
