I'm a picky eater and I'm a meat-and-potatoes eater. I live for pot roast and steak and pulled pork and my momma's prime rib. But I can't eat like that all the time, for every dinner for the rest of my life. Ask me how I know.
So a few years ago I decided to learn to cook. I was in my late twenties. I have a particular palate and an intimidating example to follow. I mastered some of my favorite comfort foods, but I really needed some weekday staples. I waded into fish (I have a killer salmon recipe for people who don't usually like it), I experimented with a few foreign foods.
But vegetables are my nemesis. And since I don't really like to eat them, I'm not gung ho to cook them. But one must eat vegetables, sayeth the world!
So, grudgingly, I've found a few that I not only like, I crave. They're simple.
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