My dad, who did the cooking, hates Brussels Sprouts so we never had them when I was a kid. I love them. He also hates cooked spinach but loves it raw, I'm the opposite. Go figure.
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- Day Twenty Seven. Ginko.
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- Day Twenty Five. Queen Anne's Lace.
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