Ode to Celery
Oh celery, why can’t we just get along?
What has happened to us in the past that I treat you with such disdain? I’ve even been heard saying “I’d rather eat the dirt” that you came from!
For years I have brought you home at the peak of your magnificence, with your proud branches standing strong. Only to lock you in the crisper to watch you die a slow and painful death. First your limbs grow weak and limp, then you turn an off shade of brown and then sometimes I let you rot until you just become a bag of putrid liquid and then I get angry with your weakness for making such a mess and making the fridge smell off!
Why celery, why does this have to happen?
I enjoyed you as a child, when my Grandmother would fill your stocks with that bright orange “Cracker Barrel” cheese that came in the red tub.
Not like other things that I loathed as a child but have since grown to appreciate. Things like beets, olives and blue cheese which I now adore.
No, with you it went the other way. Your crunchy texture and distinct flavour offend me. I alway know when you have been hidden in the tuna sandwich or are ruining a perfectly good potato salad!
People tell me I should love you. You come baring so many healthful gifts. You are high in Vitamin C which we know is so helpful for many body processes. You are filled with calcium, magnesium and potassium which among other things, helps with blood pressure control. You contain pthalides which increase bile production which can lower cholesterol and you fight cancer, arthritis and inflammation!
I want to love you celery, I really do.
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Written
on October 12, 2012