I first wrote about going there after our initial trip to Delaware one year ago. In the POST, I mentioned how I ended up there in tears. Mostly of relief. As I see it now, Saladworks is a beacon of light. Going there for our first real meal of the day on our Delaware visits always signifies the end. The end of holding my breath and waiting for some news that may never come. A time to decompress and let go. As we choose our table in the brightly lit location on Concord Pike in Wilmington, I recall all the days I spent at a location that used to be near my parents’ house in Willow Grove, PA.
If you’ve never been to a Saladworks, which is possibly because they are rare in New England, you’re truly missing out. I always know that I’ll be getting the Bently, but I never know which soup I’ll choose to warm my bones on a cold rainy day… or in the summer, if I’ll just sip water or have some of the delicious iced tea they serve.
Sometimes it’s the little things, the ones that seem so insignificant, that bring us the most joy in our days. While we plan our trips “south” to always include some WaWa, we know that Delaware will always be Saladworks. The friendly staff, clean restaurants, consistent quality and taste of their food and prime locations are what always keep us coming back… and crossing our fingers for a Rhode Island location!!!!
Addie shared Dave’s salad (and mine, too), as well as nommed on a few saltine crackers that were available to go with our soups. She’s not so keen on soup yet, but she took a few sips off of our spoons before deciding that her mouth (which is quite achy from her budding molars) could only handle the soft pasta from Dave’s Turkey Club salad. Bonus: so much food, I got to finish my salad with dinner later that night. SO GOOD!
I was so lucky to have been in contact with the Saladworks HQ, which happens to be in Conshohocken, PA (AKA Conshy, where I had my first big-girl apartment alone)- and was given a gift card that they sent to my parents’ house. When I saw the FedEx envelope Wednesday I knew exactly what it was, and I tossed it in my BAG before I went to sleep. I wanted to be sure it was with us on our early Thursday morning trip!
Thank you Saladworks (and Mitch) for showing your customers that you appreciate them, as much as they appreciate you always being there. Who knew a salad could mean so much?