Time for class.
Okay, when does the student become the teacher?
Oh, this is a trick question…
because there is no teacher, we’re all just students. True for life and for cabbage too.
Don’t you approach your cabbage with that mindset every time? I know I do.
Sometimes I am suspicious of the cabbage, but mostly I am nervous around it. What if I fuck it up? Will I get a passing grade?
You say it’s foolish to be afraid of mucking up a vegetable? Oh yeah? You probably quake in your shoes in the face of cassoulet, no? Well you should.
It is the burden of doing right by your family’s recipes, really.