Neglected Broccoli

So sometimes I go to the store and buy lots of produce thinking "Yeah I'll make something good with that!" or "That will be nice to have when I want it on the spot." Well sometimes some of those things I buy go unnoticed in our fridge until one day I open the fridge door and think, "Oh my goodness what is that awful thing growing in that bag!" In this case it is Broccoli. I really do like Broccoli though, it's not like I avoid it purposfully. Yesterday I finally pulled it out of the fridge before it lost all hope and set it out on the counter along side a knife and cuttingboard. And somehow after walking away I never returned. Last night I came home from work and saw it sitting there on the counter, all alone, as if looking at me longingly thinking, "Please eat me." Again, I turned my back on it, throwing something quick together to eat before my visiting teachers came. More hours passed, the time grew late and Taylor and I went to bed. Meanwhile the broccoli lay there on the counter, all alone. This morning I woke up and did a few things and when I walked into the kitchen and saw the lonesome little green trees my heart softened and I grabbed the knife and chopped off their stems. I filled a pot with water and put it on the burner and at last threw the broccoli inside. I think I could hear them crying for joy.

And now here I am eating the yummy broccoli, lightly salted and buttered. We're all happy.