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If you were to tell the 6-year-old version of myself that, down the road, I would be writing my thoughts on how not to screw up summer vegetables, she would have yelled, “Whatever — all vegetables stink!” and rolled away on her blue and black Big Wheel (because she thought pink was gross and for sissies).
The grown-up version of myself knows better and can’t hardly contain herself for summer vegetable season. But please, for all that is holy, don’t do these three things or else we can’t ever be friends. No really. I’ll give you back your friendship bracelet.
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