When I was a kid, I would have preferred eating a bowl of rocks and bones to eating a couple of broccoli florets. At the time, I liked only carrots, corn (which is botanically a grain), and potatoes (technically tubers). Broccoli was too green to suit me. Additionally, my grandfather grew carrots, corn, and potatoes in his garden, but not broccoli. I figured that meant something.
At
some inexact point in my adulthood, I started eating broccoli. Not only did I
eat it, I started liking it. Yesterday, now way, way, way into adulthood, I
found myself craving broccoli.
That’s
weird.
The
craving proved intense enough that I actually prepared some for myself. I never
saw this one coming as a kid."
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