No, this is not a post about all the healthy things I've been eating.
It's a poem about the dismay that I feel because I can't seem to like spinach, and I SO want to.
Spinach Tastes Like Blech To Me
It sounds so easy in the cookbooks
In the newspaper articles
In the food bloggers' blogs:
Add a handful of spinach to everything -
Eggs, pasta, soup, stew, sandwiches, lasagna -
Possibly even cake, although I haven't see that recipe yet.
Spinach looks so good.
Green. Tender. Full of vitamins.
Spinach makes me queasy.
It doesn't matter if it's raw or cooked or halfway in-between.
To me it tastes like earth smells.
Does that make sense?
It has an "earthy" flavour
And for me that is not a good thing.
How I wish I had the gene to enjoy spinach . . .
Alas! I have not.
The last uncountable number of containers of spinach I bought
Went to compost.
I could not face eating them.
Now I save money
And leave them at the store.
Spinach and noodles?
Spinach for breakfast?
I said "NO"!
Spinach and tofu?
Spinach on pizza?
Noooooooooooooo . . .
Spinach and kiwi smoothie?
What a way to ruin a good kiwi!
What's scarier than a bunch of ghosts?
Spinach and fish, that's what! Look, you can even see where the fish tried to get away and they had to drag it back onto the plate!
Just Say No . . . to spinach
Is there a healthy food that just doesn't suit your taste? Tell me all about it, and help me blot out the memory of writing about spinach. Please.
And have a good healthy week, if at all possible :)