Now…Do I have your FULL attention?
Look, I could sit here and probably create a cute story of how my mama hand-picked the kale from our back yard on Reed Road, when we were growing up. But the truth is to my knowledge, the only thing Mama and Daddy thought kale was fit for was as a decorative embellishment on a tray of fattening and wholly comforting appetizers, or maybe as a "platter carpet" for a plate of oozing and unctuous barbequed duck!
I was 48 years old before I figured out that I could eat the stuff planted in the border of my front flower bed. I was 49 years old before I decided kale was for kids and not for tricky rabbits!
So let me say that again slowly…in English. Kale is an acquired taste. Yep, I'm tellin' you the honest truth. I am.
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| Tuscan Kale Salad with Feta and Pine Nuts and a bit of crumbled Low Carb Spinach Crackers with Pascal Manale Shrimp |
I was 48 years old before I figured out that I could eat the stuff planted in the border of my front flower bed. I was 49 years old before I decided kale was for kids and not for tricky rabbits!
So let me say that again slowly…in English. Kale is an acquired taste. Yep, I'm tellin' you the honest truth. I am.
