Twas a moment burned in my memory when I opened the produce delivery box and found you in all your glory. Your blinding beauty stopped my breath for a moment as my eyes feasted on you, taking in your magnificence. As royal as the robes of kings, your purple hue shineth from your textured skin. For a week, I held you captive in the safety of mine produce drawer. Now, tis time to share you with the world and perhaps… with my taste buds. But, what could be done to you that would possibly be worthy of your beauty? For I fear that your purpose is for eyes alone and once prepared for consumption, you may fall short of my most lofty expectations.
I ask you, dear friends, what shall be done to this glorious cauliflower? Daily, I stare at the beautiful vegetable and cannot decide how to eat it.