I love spinach, cooked and raw. I eat carrots, both raw and cooked. This is something I feel like getting off my chest. My mother used to find a new recipe and make it all the time, over and over. Agh! One time my father was home on one of his brief leaves from the Navy. He punished me for refusing to eat my mother's carrot and raisin salad. My God, what nasty stuff! Whew. I needed to tell that. I guess that is why I made the following comment. It is still OK by me if I never have to see or hear about "health" food. Self psychiatric analysis? Sorry.
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