We live surrounded by fields of cabbage WW, as far as the eyes can see (and hell, does it stink once the rotting sets in!!). Being such an earth spirit as I am, i just pulls em out of the ground and eats em raw. Oh no, I was confusing myself with the tortoises. I'm not much of a cook to be honest. As long as there're no slugs I'm easily satisfied and my guests have to be ha ha! I do like a good dollop of sauerkraut tho and a few gherkins...usually around ovulation time.
I have a penchant for pickled onions, the stronger, the better! My Mum made them and was a Zen master at it. Unfortunately, she gas not been able to as she has got older so now Mrs T is trying to pick up the mantle.
The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ. Moves on: nor all thy Piety nor Wit. Shall lure it back to cancal half a line, Nor all thy Tears wash out a Word of it.