I was so delighted by baby carrots (the whittled down kind, not the real actual baby carrots) because they absolved me of work when I was younger. My mother used to like sliced carrots in the salad, and salad-making duties always fell to me. I would have to peel the carrots with this stupid rusty old peeler that was completely dull and impossible to use without cutting yourself.
So baby carrots were like a litle piece of heaven. Until I tried the real kind again, realizing that they didn't HAVE to be peeled. But if they were, they could also be peeled with a peeler that was manufactured sometime during the last, oh sya, 20 years.
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The thing about carrots
Submitted by Andrea Dickson on May 18, 2007 - 07:14.
I was so delighted by baby carrots (the whittled down kind, not the real actual baby carrots) because they absolved me of work when I was younger. My mother used to like sliced carrots in the salad, and salad-making duties always fell to me. I would have to peel the carrots with this stupid rusty old peeler that was completely dull and impossible to use without cutting yourself.
So baby carrots were like a litle piece of heaven. Until I tried the real kind again, realizing that they didn't HAVE to be peeled. But if they were, they could also be peeled with a peeler that was manufactured sometime during the last, oh sya, 20 years.