Cauliflower: (n) a cabbage of a variety that bears a large immature flower head
“I don’t like vegetables.”
A typical complaint shared by an average adult.
It doesn’t make any difference that vegetables are healthy. Somewhere along the line, we’ve convinced ourselves that our opinions on all
matters reign supreme and might even move the God of heaven to alter His efforts.
- “I don’t like traffic jams.”
- “I don’t like long lines at the DMV.”
- “I don’t like people noticing my weight gain.”
One after another, we express our disapproval for common portions of everyday life.
Since vegetables work very hard to keep us alive, we might at least take a moment and try to figure out some way to consume them.
Cauliflower is a friendly one. It can be riced, diced, cut up, slivered, fried, baked, dipped and nearly disappear into any variety of dishes.
It also is white–so you don’t have to worry about the “fear of the green.”
It happens to be delicious if you mash it, and does a remarkable job of imitating the potato.
It’s time to grow up. The childish little whine of “I don’t like it” needs to be followed by the adult counter of, “But I will find a way to enjoy it.”
Without that, we spend our whole lives childish–minus the advantage of remaining cute.