One forkful of salad later, Dale was beginning to regret his decision. The salad mostly consisted of dandelion and kale, both incredibly bitter. He took a spoonful of dressing and poured it on his plate, dipping the next bit of salad in it before bringing it to his mouth. There was an unmistakable hint of maple syrup in it. For just a moment, he’d been feeling like he was home again—but the dressing was another forceful reminder that he was in a totally alien place.