The wedge is the catalogue’s second salad and the plain one: ungrouped ingredients, no story photo theatrics in v1, a workhorse. In v2 it gets its due — a fuller body and a photo mid-story — because plain recipes are most of what a real blog runs on, and the boring pages are the ones that have to work every single time.

People mock the wedge for being a quarter of a lettuce with dressing on it, and people are wrong. It is a texture delivery system: cold crunch, creamy dressing, salty toppings, and the small theater of cutting your own salad at the table. Steakhouse food survives because it understands theater.
Blue cheese is traditional and this fake version will not argue with tradition. It will only note, for the record, that the corpus needed a second salad and this one volunteered.