Look, Mum, I ate my Brussel's without you standing over me with a stick!
I have always loathed Brussel's Sprouts, mostly, I think, because my mum boiled them to death, making the house smell foul and the poor veggies look and taste awful. But I know that my body needs dark green leafy veggies and we saw these lovely, fresh, bright green specimens at the farmer's market and I thought, "Why not?"
Our dinner consisted of chicken breast grilled on the indoor grill, whole wheat spaghetti with tomato sauce, and roasted Brussel's Sprouts. I'm going to tell Mummy about it but not until I can make sure she's sitting down first - don't want her to faint.