Brussel sprouts.
I am not remotely what you might call a foodie and am
probably so far away from being a gourmet as you can ever get, sadly I blame my
mother.
She was of the generation of women who would boil the living
daylights out of everything she cooked, to the point where you would probably
get more nutrition from the water that was thrown away after the cooking
process that from actually eating the item cooked.
My mother was without doubt one of the worst cooks I have
every come across who almost had the ability to burn water, which explains my
lack of interest in the subject to this day.
I am, I think what might be described as a lazy eater, preferring
something I can eat with a straw than any foodstuff which requires too much
mastication, this may also have come about due to my mother’s ability in the
kitchen.
Brussel sprouts, you may be surprised to hear were one of my
favourite vegetables, indeed one of my favourite foods altogether, along with
Farley’s Rusks although obviously not both at the same time.
I was however somewhat surprised to find on leaving home and
getting married that brussel sprouts were not an item one was supposed to eat
with a straw due to it being cooked almost to a pulp and in fact should be
cooked al dente.
Some many years later, brussel sprouts are still my
favourite vegetable, however thanks to my delightful wife who is an excellent chef
I now eat them properly cooked al dente, it is though some many years since I
had a Farley’s Rusk although I still love them.
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