If You're Anything Like Me: Issue Four

If you're anything like me, you decided that steamed mini artichokes would be an excellent side dish tonight. So we buy a dozen of them, and spend some precious happy time cutting off the stem, and peeling off the petals, throwing them into the disposal, until we hit the yellow ones, and then, as directed, we cut of the top 1/3 of the leaves and set the yummies in an acid-based water solution to wait for the sautee. Yum! We are pleased with ourselves for this time devotion and the deliciousness to come...

And then, we spent an hour and a half trying to dislodge bits of shredded-to-infinity raw artichoke petals from the clogged garbage disposal, had to waste many minutes filing our ripped up nails ravaged by a million dives into the (yes, unplugged!) stomach of the drain, and only realized very late in the game that a few pumps of a plunger (that we don't own ourselves) would have cleared that shit up in the first place. Aargh. So, if you're anything like me, we don't want to see our favorite vegetable EVER again.