If you have ever eaten a salad at a restaurant and thought, why does theirs taste like something I would actually crave, the answer is usually dressing. Not a fussy one, either. A lot of the time it is a punchy, slightly imperfect, rustic vinaigrette that clings to leaves, sneaks into crouton corners, and makes the whole bowl feel like a real meal.
This is my go-to: bright acid, Dijon for grip, garlic for attitude, herbs for that “I totally planned this” vibe, and enough good olive oil to feel indulgent. It is rustic on purpose, meaning you will see little bits of shallot and herbs, and that is exactly the point.

