Poor Nelson. By his age, I’d already had (part of) an artichoke, and learned the joy of lemon-butter dripping off my elbows (hey, I was about 6 or 7, I think). I’ve loved them ever since, and that’s longer than I’ve loved most things. Though things did get a little rough when I was losing my baby incisors…
Since then, I have of course learned that there are other excellent vehicles for lemon-butter, garlic-butter and occasionally honey-butter. (swallows some saliva).
Poor Nelson. By his age, I’d already had (part of) an artichoke, and learned the joy of lemon-butter dripping off my elbows (hey, I was about 6 or 7, I think). I’ve loved them ever since, and that’s longer than I’ve loved most things. Though things did get a little rough when I was losing my baby incisors…
Since then, I have of course learned that there are other excellent vehicles for lemon-butter, garlic-butter and occasionally honey-butter. (swallows some saliva).