And finally, vegetables. I love vegetables. There is no better season in our diverse 12 months than late summer. That's when the sweet corn is at the ready and the ripe red tomatoes are there for the taking. You know, if I could, I would eat fresh corn and tomatoes and nothing else all year long (okay, maybe those sweet little new potatoes.) But alas, this is Canada. My love of vegetables cannot fill a page, however, the way meat potatoes and beverages did. Why is that? Well, there are some vegetables, like peas, that just make me sick... all stinky and mushy. And mushrooms make me hurl. And will someone please tell me why anyone makes a big deal over eggplant?
Yes, the eggplant, the aubergine, the purple (or sometimes white) bulbous mutant of a vegetable that tastes like nothing. NOTHING! But there are people who say "I just LOVE eggplant!" Why? What's to love about it? Okay, it's kinda funky-looking, but so are jellyfish and you won't see anyone slicing those things up and tossing them on the BBQ. It's attitude, I think. Perhaps people who love eggplant feel superior, self-righteous, important. They started raving about the joys of the purple fruit around the same time that macaroni and spagetti started being called pasta - pronounced 'pawsta' of course. Many of them won't eat anything that has a mother... and while we respect vegetarians and their choices, THERE ARE TASTIER VEGETABLES OUT THERE!!!!!! Roasted red peppers, for instance. Fresh beans and carrots! Come on, kids, the aubergine is auber-rated. The only qualitative thing you can say about it is "it tastes like tofu." Good God.
Harsh? Maybe. Uncaring and judgemental? Most likely. And if some people want to spend their short time on earth without the joy of tasty food, that's their choice. Who am I to judge what has taste? I am Pigdump! That is all ye know and earth and all ye need to know.
