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Who thinks that Brussels sprouts are (a) foul (b) tolerable but wouldn't choose to eat them or (c) think they're wonderful?
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When I was kid growing up in the 50's and 60's, NOT eating sprouts was never an option ! We were "encouraged" to eat everything on our plates. If anything was left, it was put between two plates, put into the larder, and made a further appearance at the next meal. There are only so many meals that a young boy can hold out on, so eventually the sprouts got eaten !
I can remember the first Sunday lunch that I had, after I started work as a 17 year old. I thought now was the time to rebel, and not eat the bl00dy sprouts. After all, I gave my Mum £3 a week in housekeeping and thought that gave me some rights in the affair. But Dad had other ideas !
It was about 2 years later, when I finally left home and got a bedsit all to myself that and then I stopped eating sprouts altogether.
But now, at aged 60 I actually eat one sprout in any dinner that they makes an appearance. It still tastes horrible but I am aware of the healthy aspects of these horrible things, so I hold my nose and think of England...well, Wales actually.
I have just recalled that one of my many maiden Aunts served sprouts that were a little less horrible than normal, as was her cabbage. It wasn't until many years later, at her funeral, that I found out from another family member that this Aunt always added a spoonful of sugar to the sprouts as they were cooking !
I can remember the first Sunday lunch that I had, after I started work as a 17 year old. I thought now was the time to rebel, and not eat the bl00dy sprouts. After all, I gave my Mum £3 a week in housekeeping and thought that gave me some rights in the affair. But Dad had other ideas !
It was about 2 years later, when I finally left home and got a bedsit all to myself that and then I stopped eating sprouts altogether.
But now, at aged 60 I actually eat one sprout in any dinner that they makes an appearance. It still tastes horrible but I am aware of the healthy aspects of these horrible things, so I hold my nose and think of England...well, Wales actually.
I have just recalled that one of my many maiden Aunts served sprouts that were a little less horrible than normal, as was her cabbage. It wasn't until many years later, at her funeral, that I found out from another family member that this Aunt always added a spoonful of sugar to the sprouts as they were cooking !
