When I tell people what I do (if and when I elaborate past ‘Personal Chef’) I get some very mixed reactions. Sometimes it’s a conversation ender, many people tell me personal stories about cancer in their life, but for the most part, people tend to ask questions about the style of food I make. More than once I have been asked if I spend my days making broccoli salad.
In general the answer to that is no, each client has their own personalized eating plan that changes from one day to the next depending on the unpredictability of cancer treatment feelings. However, today the answer is yes, I am all about the broccoli salad.
Broccoli, the tree-like vegetable, all green and low glycemic, a proud member of the crushing cancer mafia family, Crucifer, is a bit of an anticancer stereotype, I get it. But if you really think about it, when was the last time you ate broccoli that wasn’t all wrapped up in Asian noodles? When was the last time you ate it in a ‘if there was no broccoli, this dish couldn’t happen’ kind of a way?