Mmmmm … corn ….

I’ve been eating more vegetables recently, mainly as a result of not cooking for myself. Restaurant meals come with salad, cafeteria food almost always includes some sort of veggie, and even German frozen pizzas are topped with corn.

No, don’t leave yet — this has a point.

The strange thing is that I find myself liking them. I’ve never been a particularly picky eater, but my vegetable cravings were pretty much sated with potatoes. Usually in the form of french fries. Or mashed. Mmmm, mashed potatoes … Anyway, I was the guy in college who tried to convince people that Combos could count as vegetables ‘cause they had paprika in ‘em. Hey, it’s green — that should give it points for something.

Just as I got to the point that I look forward to feeding on fodder — a plate of peas Monday, carrots Tuesday, corn yesterday — it’s like I’m channelling the Jolly Green Giant or something — the cafeteria staff decides to play with me, proffering red cabbage and brussel sprouts today. Sure, I like vegetables, but cabbage and sprouts are like the evil minions of the vegetable world: red cabbage looks like the stuff left over when you boil nuclear waste (kids, don’t try that at home) and brussel sprouts are evil little munchkin cabbage-wannabes. Or possibly peas hiding behind a Buffy-style vampire mask.

Either way, they’re bad.

Uhh, now that l look back, I see that I lied: I don’t have a point. I swear I started out with one. Maybe vegetables cause memory loss. Whatever.

Let me just leave you with this: Corn … mmmmm …

Brussel sprouts …. not so much.