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Romancing the Wild Kohlrabi
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13975 |
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LIFE
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2 / 1988 |
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Kathryn N. Hardin
Kathryn Hardin's humor articles first appeared nationwide
thirty years ago. This Arkansas grandmother draws on her
life, past and present, for her current anecdotes. |
According to recent surveys, arguments over sex and money are the chief cause of marital disharmony--people with low sex drives married to people with high sex drives, big spenders coupled with low-income producers.
There is no mention anywhere of the problem that has plagued our marriage for years, but the fact is I am an uninspired cook united in holy matrimony to a man who craves exotic fare. The most I expect from the meals I serve is that they prevent scurvy and beriberi. My husband, on the other hand, thinks dining should be a divine experience.
This unfortunate situation has led to some sporadic instances of marital discord over the years, not the least of which was the episode of the infamous kohlrabi--a vegetable of dubious distinction whose only claim to redeeming social value is the fact it is high on the negative calorie list.
Think about it. Do fast-food chains carry French-fried kohlrabi? Has kohlrabi ever been featured as the vegetable du jour? Do frozen-food sections feature "rabi tots?"
It all started in bed late one night while I was watching Johnny Carson and my husband was searching through his diet lists for a diet he could come to terms with.
"You never cook kohlrabi," he suddenly stated.
That was true. I never cooked kohlrabi. I didn't even know what it looked
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