(Note: after you read this post, make a trip over to this precious girl's blog and leave her some encouragement. This cancer stuff is a major drag. http://emilyscancerblog.blogspot.com/)
Below are some photos from our recent trip to Nashville but first, I need to warn you about the evil broccoli queen. Here's the sordid tale...
We were to have dinner with the Cummings; Steve, Deidra and their kids. Early in the day, Deidra asked my wife if we liked broccoli cheese soup. Normally, we eat whatever is put before us but everyone has that ONE or TWO foods they hate so much they'll actually come clean about it.
Broccoli is that wretched, intolerable food for me. Hate it, hate it, hate it. In every form, no matter how much it is drowned in cheese, I would still rather fight a rat over month old trash from an outdoor dumpster in the middle of the summer next door to the local sewer plant.
Michelle timidly informs Deidra how much I despise those Satan-inspired little clumps of stomach turning goodness innocuously labeled with the pleasant-sounding "broccoli". So, no broccoli, right? You would think. But it turns out that Deidra has an evil broccoli twin. Fast forward to dinner time...
"How do you like that Asian slaw, Brent?" Deidra innocently inquires. I should have guessed something was awry but since this was our first dinner with EBQ (Evil Broccoli Queen), I proceeded to tell her "this stuff is the BOMB!" I loved it. I wanted the recipe. I really did.
Cue the evil smirk, the wicked glint in the eye, the sly nod.
"There's broccoli in this, isn't there?" I asked already knowing the answer.
I had let my guard down, lulled into blind trust by a preacher's wife who would never trick first time dinner guests into eating the food they hated most. Preacher's wife? That should have been my first warning to be on guard. Fooled by a saintly mother wearing an apron with a Bible verse on it. And I never even saw it coming...
So the gauntlet has been thrown down. It might take me 20 years, but I'll get Deidra, aka. Evil Broccoli Queen. I'll get her good. Anyone remember my April Fool's joke from 2 years ago? If yes, you know what I'm capable of.
Watch your back EBQ.
Don't let the beautiful smile and innocent twinkling eyes fool you...
During the day she is know as "Deidra", the saintly Preacher's wife.
At dinner time, she becomes the Evil Broccoli Queen.
Here's some photos from our trip:
My good friend Steve Cummings. The Cummings were so
gracious to let us stay at a family condo in Nashville. We spend a
lot of great time with them. There family is a joy to be around.
Steve is a preacher in Tusculum, TN.
The kids at the Parthenon in Nashville. The building
really is quite a marvelous thing to see.
The children were out trick or treating in the Cummings
neighborhood and we just had to take a picture with these folks.
I have no clue who they are but they were sure showing the kids a great time.
Princess Abby.... the smile is because she just looked at
the 40 pounds of candy in her bag.