Maybe They Were Working

I'm reading Persuasion, by Jane Austen.

I've never liked any of the film versions, mostly because they all cast unattractive actors (shallow, I know, but difficult for me to get past), but also because I couldn't stand Captain Wentworth's character. He was so cold, rash, flirtatious and unworthy, and remained so to the end... nothing like Mr. Darcy or Mr. Knightly or Colonel Brandon.  But in movies you aren't typically given a glimpse inside a character's mind to know their motives as you are privy to in books, and I hoped reading the novel would restore my faith in Austen's cohort of strong, honorable, virtuous male leads.

Anyway, the book is wonderful but I was distracted from pages 45-58 by a strong desire for asparagus, diverted in pages 59-77 by an urge for cauliflower, and totally unable to concentrate on pages 78-90 for a broccoli craving. I like vegetables as much as the next person (perhaps a little more), but I never crave them! So, realizing I'd better put the book down before I heard the call of the brussels sprouts, I indulged the odd impulse (with some blue cheese dressing).

A little investigation showed that asparagus, broccoli and cauliflower are all very high in folic acid and vitamin C; the two supplements I quit taking a few weeks ago (despite doctor recommendations) because, I thought, "these aren't doing anything."

I'll take two vitamins tonight and pray the cauliflower doesn't call me in the morning.