There’s something about my life; in fact, it’s something that I should probably blame on my mom. Funny I should do this two days after the holiday on which we celebrate motherhood in the United States…
You see, when I was growing up my mom never seemed to make anything delicious for us to eat. Oh, I’m sure she did – and probably often – however, it always seemed that mealtimes were inundated with things such as lentils, split pea soup, corn beef and cabbage, and other various foodstuffs that were sure to make one cringe at the word ‘dinnertime.’ Lunches had my lunchbox at school frocked with rice cakes slathered with Adam’s no-stir peanut butter and sugarless jam or honey, ‘healthy’ crackers, a piece of fruit of some type, and a bottle of all-natural juice.
As a consequential result of this, I would often be found trading my apple at lunchtime with JK Walters for her Hostess Fruit Pie. A definite Covey Win-Win (though more a win in my general direction in my eyes).
When I grew up and moved out on my own, I found myself seeking out the things that were always more or less forbidden to me: candy bars, ice cream, white bread, and all of those other wondrous things that make your taste buds go ‘ahhhh.’
Unfortunately, I found that I stopped eating vegetables as often as I should as well.
Oh sure, I ate the obligatory amount of salad or other greens at buffets or at dinner parties, but when it came to eating on my own, places like Taco Bell and foods such as Cinnamon Toast Crunch don’t offer much in the scope of vegetable smorgasbords.
Well, I knew that something had to be done; after all, I knew that I hadn’t been eating as healthily as I should have been for quite a few years; so I decided to start eating broccoli…
You heard me correctly; I have been having broccoli and cauliflower for breakfast.
Yeah, sounds pretty gross, doesn’t it? While it’s not your usual breakfast fare, to someone who’s not keen on vegetables, it’s become a good way in which to get those vegetables ‘out of the way’ first thing in the morning and then not worry about them the rest of the day.
But wait, teachinfourth…you just eat broccoli and cauliflour? Nope. I also drink a couple of different juice concoctions followed by a can of V8 vegetable juice.
Is it a delicious breakfast?
I’ll be honest: No. However, the bowl of Cinnamon Toast Crunch afterward tastes like manna from heaven in comparison.
So, in the grand scheme of things I find myself getting my five a day…just all at once.
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