Why do I sometimes get the feeling that I am alone?
Alone in my love for the strange, the green,
the disliked members of the family of vegetables!
Oh, broccoli, okra, and brussel sprouts,
fried, baked, boiled or raw,
how very misunderstood you are!
It is true, you know. Some of you have seen me sit contentedly with a bowl full of brussel sprouts drenched in lemon, salt, and butter, and be completely happy with this as my dinner. mmm.
My long bloggy silence has been the result of after-finals stress relief, planning a conference (coming up on Friday, eek!), and hanging out with wonderful friends. This summer promises to be very busy with Baha’i conferences, weddings, and work (note how work is listed last, haha). But seriously, I have a feeling it will be great.
Bed, perhaps? Yes.
I can definitely do a bowl of broccoli for dinner, or spinach or green beans for that matter. But okra and brussel sprouts? I must admit that I am one of ‘those people’ who misunderstands those poor, underappreciated veggies.
They really have to be cooked right. Okra fried in batter, for example, or brussel sprouts smothered in butter and lemon, and definitely not overcooked.