I grew up with a tub of small curd cottage cheese in my refrigerator. In high school, I was the only one who would pass up the Corn Nuts as a snack and head straight to the so-called salad bar… a utility cart carrying bins filled with strawberry Jell-o squares, fruit cocktail, iceberg lettuce and cottage cheese. A stocked cart by high school salad standards. I made the best of it with my concoction of cottage cheese combined with pineapple chunks scooped out of the fruit cocktail bin. My tropical salad. I loved the combination of sweet and salty flavors and didn’t care for the weird looks coming from my friends.