Strong to the finich...

Tonight I'm thankful for spinach. I wonder if that sentence has ever been uttered before? Perhaps by Popeye:) I used to hate the stuff, but now I love it -- in a salad with walnuts and cranberries, mixed up in mac & cheese, scrambled with eggs and mushrooms...yum! It's a good thing too, because for a mostly vegetarian (darn you scallops, you magnificent mollusks!) spinach is a great source of iron and all kinds of other good things. So I'm glad that along with fine wine and stinky cheeses, I have finally acquired a taste for it. Perhaps there's hope for Brussels sprouts after all:)