Bad choices of lovers

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Brussels sprouts and all other brassicas (cole crops) aren't worth eating until they've been hit with a few hard frosts. The plants create more sugars as an anti freeze. They will be much sweeter then. There are advantages to the modern world of fruit year round and anything you want whenever, but the downside is that many people have neither farmed nor gardened so have no idea why parsnips suck in the middle of the summer, apples and tomatoes taste like cardboard in June (YMMV depending on lat. and long.) and why cauliflower, broccoli, and brussels often stink. Pick the sprouts in January or February after scraping away a foot of snow. They'll look up at you, blink their eyes a few times and say: "Yooooooo, Duuuuuude. What's up, man?"

Then you eat them.

How does this relate to lovers? Anything in the realm of human existence has an analogy in the plant kingdom. In this case, it isn't that the sprouts are bad lovers, per se, it is just that they were improperly harvested and prepared. Coupled with an unrealistic expectation to have Brussels sprouts in July.

Back to my regularly scheduled dosage...