
…to make me nervous.


…to make me nervous.

beautiful, tiny, little brussles sprouts from the farmers market. i spent two days excited to roast them. and then i realized i had to cut tiny little stems off each one of them. it took longer to cut them than to roast them.

i saw the pieces. on the floor, in a pile, completely messy. then they weren’t. i assumed i was mistaken so i dumped them back on the floor. then watched as the almost 20 month old neatly stacked them back where they go.

inside the carnivorous plant habitat.

…then proceeded to eat the cabbage like this.