I've taken to steaming my veggies

Not exactly the most earth-shattering of blog posts, but there you have it.

I've recently taken to steaming my veggies. They taste better, and as far as I know, they are also better for you than regularly boiled veggies. When you steam them, they keep the nutrients inside. Which is always a good thing. I mean, if I'm going to be eating something as untasty as vegetables, then I had damn well better be getting some type of benefit from it.

I've never been a big veggie eater. I remember, as a kid, my Mom used to make dinner and pile my sister's and my plate with veggies. We'd look over at one another and we'd wonder how to hide them.

Sometimes, because we grew up in South Africa (and in those days it was safe), we would eat outside on the patio furniture. We loved this because in the center of the table was a hole where the pole for a table umbrella would be placed. We never did have an umbrella but my sister and I found another use for that hole in the center of the patio table.

And when that started to fill up (sounds gross, I know), we'd pile our forks and the moment Mom's head was turned, that full fork would be flipped over our shoulder and into the garden with such precision even a marksman would be proud.

But now we're all grown up and realize that those brussels sprouts, those baby carrots, the cauliflower, the beans, and the peas are all good for you. And I've been avoiding them. In return, my body has sent me a message. But not via the usual text message fashion. No. My body has be a little evil. It acts up by letting my throat get irrated (I hope it's not my tonsils), and I'm getting a bit of a cold due to the cold front that swept in. But the old immune system is screaming for steamed veggies. And tonight it gets what it wants.

Mom would be proud.