It's Time to Admit I Was Wrong About Peas

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I'm not a lover of green peas. And before you judge me, please understand that I'm not some millennial with the arrested palate of a child who survives exclusively on chicken fingers and french fries. I've loved okra, fried or stewed, since I was a little girl. I thoroughly enjoy broccoli rabe and eat creamed spinach regularly. And on Sunday, I'm always in the mood for Black-eyed peas and rice. I love a good vegetable, but green peas and I have simply never had the relationship my mother hoped we would. I'll never forget being in kindergarten, eating dinner off my McDonald's Happy Meal plate…
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It's Time to Admit I Was Wrong About Peas
I'm not a lover of green peas. And before you judge me, please understand that I'm not some millennial with the arrested palate of a child who survives exclusively on chicken fingers and french fries. I've loved okra, fried or stewed, since I was a little girl. I thoroughly...