Quite unexpectedly we find ourselves the proud owners of a row of cauliflower.
Just look at this gorgeous beast. I am, momentarily, in its thrall.
Parting the twisted glaucous leaves reveals a head of creamy white curd. This vegetable unique-ness never fails to thrill; the cavern of a fresh sliced, seed hung pepper, the tightpacked complication of cabbage or the pod of peas opened like a book. Seen for the first time ever, that's the thing.
..........Sounds like bad porn but it will make a wonderful supper.