Winter Citrus Salad #Recipe by @LibbyKlein

Libby Klein  The long, gray winter days have a way of making me feel a little low. Even though I'm an inside cat, I still love to bask in the sun on my back deck when the weather is lovely. The first time I saw this salad it made me feel like summer. It's funny how the winter citrus fruits have a way of making us think of sunshine and warmth.

I've seen a lot of variations on the winter citrus salad. Some of them include arugula (yuck!) Some include shaved fennel, and others include avocado. I didn't add any of those but you certainly could. I went for color above all else.

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Winter Citrus Salad

Yield: 6 Servings

Ingredients:

1 navel orange
1 cara cara orange
1 blood orange
1 pink grapefruit
3 kiwifruits
Arils from one pomegranate about ½ cup
2 ounces feta cheese crumbled
Zest and juice from one lime
¼ cup shelled green pistachios coarsely chopped
5 sprigs mint torn

 Directions:

Remove peel and pith from oranges and grapefruit with a sharp knife. Slice into thin rounds; remove seeds. Peel kiwifruits and slice into ¼ inch rounds.

Layer fruits on a platter and sprinkle with cheese, lime zest, pomegranate arils, chopped pistachios, and torn mint.  Squeeze or sprinkle the lime juice over the top. Serve immediately.

What is your favorite Winter Fruit?

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Libby Klein grew up in Cape May, NJ where she attended high school in the '80s. Her 
classes revolved mostly around the Culinary sciences and Drama, with one brilliant semester in Poly-Sci that may have been an accident. She loves to drink coffee, bake gluten-free goodies, collect fluffy cats, and translate sarcasm for people who are too serious. She writes from her Northern Virginia office where she serves a very naughty black smoke Persian named Sir Figaro Newton. You can keep up with her shenanigans by signing up for her Mischief and Mayhem Newsletter on her website. www.LibbyKleinBooks.com/Newsletter/