The dreaded veggies

My niece visited me for a few days. I was amazed to see a wonderful difference in her. I still remember her as a small four year old who looked at Bala, my husband, and shot daggers with her eyes, for snatching away her dearest அத்தை. But the one I see today is a very sweet little girl trying to be a grown up in almost all matters, EXCEPT VEGGIES :-)

My cook had made cauliflower sabji and madam hated it. WOW! what faces! The little frowns slowly grew bigger... nastier... and nastier... until I just told her to stop and remove the cauliflower.

Read thro' this and you will know that the whole world of children are staging a movement to ban veggies from the world menu.

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