I have not loved, liked, or enjoyed Brussels sprouts for most of my life. I vaguely remember some not so great go round with them as a kid, and then avoiding them ever since. I was perfectly content to never eat these little baby cabbages ever again. But then a few years ago Mark ordered them at a restaurant, so …
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