Here are my precious Brussel Sprouts. Bruce thinks I'm strange because I read them stories at night and bring them treats from the store. The kids are jealous.
Up close and personal. It's kind of like looking at someone's bloomers. See the little nubs on the center stalk, under the leaves? They will grow up to be big and strong Brussel Spouts. Which I will tenderly harvest and then EAT! with butter....**droooooooool******
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Add my drool to yours
Cool. I want to try it next year.
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