I remember being about 15 when my Mom read an article about broccoli’s anticancer powers. We were a pretty vegetable-y family already but she said, why aren’t we eating more broccoli? So we did. A lot, for a while. I remember feeling good that we found this out, and that it was awesome that we could actually prevent cancer by eating broccoli.
As a kid cancer scared me. It felt like a monster that dropped out of the sky to land on people who you love. I had grandparents who had had it, friends of the family, a young girl who I shared a hospital room with when I got my appendix out, and of course there was the movie Beaches (present day Beaches would have Bette juicing up a storm at that beach house, right?!). It just seemed random, awful and scary. But then there was this broccoli news…
