I don’t really like salads. I prefer my vegetable cooked, and preferably not cold. Cold food turns me off, unless it’s ice cream.

One of the rare veg that I prefer raw is watercress. Years of torture by mom making her fibrous watercress soup and forcing me to chew through the mountain of boiled fibrous watercress has left a lasting footprint in my hall of terror. I have just been recently forced to chew on a stalk of raw watercress by bacon – and suprisingly it’s not as yuck as the boiled to death version

Today I had watercress salad mixed in with some spinach (another infamous resident of my hall of terror). I poked a watecress stalk (accidentaly ok!) up my nose. I think its bleeding now.

I should never try to change my hall of terror …

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