So we’re eating dinner, which is a big salad that C-Man made.
I look down and say “You didn’t peel the carrots, did you?”
C-Man says “No. I take it I should have?”
I say “Yes.” And I almost say “I don’t usually like to see roots growing out of my food”…
…but then, luckily, I remember what a carrot actually is and just keep eating.
I don’t care what the crazy food bloggers say. There is no way I’m eating a carrot without peeling it. I tried, but dude. NO.