I get a kick out of eating Brussels sprouts. In my mind, they are famous for being the most disgusting vegetable someone might ever threaten a child (or picky adult) with having to eat.
When I discovered that Brussels sprouts are not disgusting or gross, there was only one logical conclusion that I could make about myself:
I like Brussels sprouts, therefore, I am a bad ass.
Before I continue to congratulate myself on my vegetable badassery, allow me to whisper the secret to enjoying Brussels sprouts if you don’t already know it.
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