I hope I didn't just do something else wrong. He glanced down at his plate—he hadn't paid any attention to what was in the salad. There were several kinds of leaf—he vaguely recognized some of them, but he couldn't name them—as well as carrots, raisins, beets, and walnuts. Well, that explains why it's so sweet. Dale looked back up—none of the ponies were looking at him in horror; they'd all bent to their own plates, and were busily eating and not paying him any attention at all, which was a relief.