Cleopatra contemplated and thus reflected,
“My salad days, When I was green in judgment, cold in blood”
According to Shakespeare, her dalliances with the emperor were viewed as the flighty romance of her dewy youth,
Would the mighty queen have bothered with something so mundane as a salad? A woman who chose
Death by asp would not have bothered with a paltry bowl of greens. Pomegranates and honey, beer and bread,
Figs and nuts aplenty, but salads most likely weren’t on her menu. Unless, of course, it was a Caesar salad.