I felt that to be the most well rounded person, one must like vegetables of all sorts. Plus, I’ve never been one to venture past dear old Mom’s own vegetable regimen. I think I may have asked what that big, black eggplant-looking thing was in the supermarket, many years ago, and Mom said that she didn’t like them very much. And we passed by it in the grocery again and again, and never did I glance back at it. So, I am 22 years old now, and I have never had eggplant. Or artichoke (which part of it is the edible part?), turnip, squash, beet, and all the others that I don’t even know the names of because I’ve never given them the time of day.

Carrots

One day I decided that I would be different. I don’t even like the taste of most vegetables anyway, so this was going to take some serious work on my part. I have always hated carrots, and one day I decided that as a new, well-rounded person, I must like carrots. I dipped them in veggie dip, hummus, peanut butter, anything to conceal the taste while I gagged them down, one after the other, chewing as fast as I could and swallowing them, masking that awful carrot-taste in my mouth with another carrot. And after awhile, they didn’t even taste all that bad. I started to like the old buggers. And then I became addicted to them, consuming entire bags full of carrot sticks in one day. And then I promptly found out that I was allergic to them. So, back to square one. I choose celery. Celery is very affordable too; only $1.99 for a whole shitload of it. I chopped it up small and threw it in my stir- fry. I was eating the stir-fry as I typed this, and now my bowl is empty except for the celery. Maybe I’ll just go back to being unwell-rounded.

 

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