i always liked potato salad (in small doses). the mayo is so mixed in and up with other flavors and food stuffs, it's kinda a new thing...
like the way eggplant absorbs the flavors of the foods you cook it with. can't stand it plain.
but this woman, a friend of my mom, i forget where she was from, but she made two different eggplant dishes that were out of this world. i always regret that i never got the recipe, or know who she was, to find out.
btw, i swear to g-d, i think this was on the outing from the hospital (horsham), where i listened to dylan on my walkman lying on the grass in the sun, and it wasn't painful. "it was just music," as i reported back in my paperwork i had to fill out, upon my return. i'm not sure, though. that eggplant thing in the park with a lake i believe, near the edge of it, may have been an outing while we were staying at the cabin.
but the dylan thing was definitely in a similar type situation, in a big park, with a lake, and grass, and picnic table, slt, lying in the sun, slt.
i may be conflating two very similar settings both on a warm pleasant day.