The other day, I did something I didn´t think was possible. I bought vegetables. And cooked them. And ATE them. Granted, it was only peppers, and I put them in my pasta, but still. I don´t even know how to actually cook vegetables. I´ve been eating more and more vegetables since I got here, but not on purpose of course. The vegetables I´ve eaten have been in soups or dishes prepared for me. (However, I still refuse to eat the mushrooms, much to the delight of my roommates, since they get to eat what I´ve picked out. Mushrooms are a love/hate thing, there is no in between. You either love eating slimy fungus, or you don´t. I don´t.) I also eat avocado now, which I never did before. It all started when I consulted Dr. Mom about the horrible leg cramps that were waking me up at night, and she suggested I needed more potassium. I know bananas have potassium, but I did an internet search on the always reliable, never wrong Wikipedia, which said avocados also have lots of potassium. And since avocados are (almost literally) a dime a dozen here, I´ve been eating cheese and avocado sandwiches ever since, and have not had any cramping problems.
Don´t worry, though, I´m not a completely changed person. I was pretty horrified and disgusted on Sunday when I walked into the kitchen to find Alayne´s new novio cooking us dinner with chicken feet. I agreed to eat the dinner only after I was assured that my soup did not contain any leftover chicken parts, but Jake made sure to remove the chicken feet from his soup and wave them around my face several times. Real mature. (He got the stink eye.)
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