The Thing About Really Fresh Food

As I was watering my garden tonight, making notes of how everything was doing, picking those dang green worms off the broccoli leaves, I decided I was going to harvest my first head of broccoli. I should have taken a picture of it, it was a beautiful color of green, nice, plump, and all I could think was “get in my belly”. I brought it inside, washed it, popped it in the steamer and 6 minutes later, I was cutting it up and eating it. It was great. I started slowing down a little bit, just enough time to cut up some more to shovel in. What a glorious act… eating food that was growing in your own backyard not 10 minutes ago. I removed some of the tough growth as I cut and noticed another off-green color item.

What is it? It looks like it has eyes! Oh wait, those are legs! I just cooked a worm with my broccoli. Now I’m a little disturbed. I’m wondering if I should stop eating my beautiful broccoli because this worm called it home for a while. No way, it tastes too good. Now I’m wondering if the worm died from microwave radiation, or the heat from the steaming action that cooked the broccoli. If he got zapped from the microwave, maybe his gut burst and little bits of gut juice has coated that piece I just swallowed. OK, I don’t want this to happen again, so note to self: break the broccoli up while you are washing it NEXT time!