Some people tolerate kale and some people consume kale, but Bossy seeks Kale out. There’s a difference.
Growing up, Bossy’s mom would prepare kale in a soul food way: cooked in a pot of water with a little fat back, and later drained and doused with vinegar and a dollop of butter which melts across the leafy surface. This was then served with the rings of a good raw onion.
But as an adult, Bossy can’t get enough of kale in soups. All kinds of soups. It’s a Kale soup party in Bossy’s kitchen! And it’s very good for you. Lots of blah calcium blah antioxidant blah blah potassium.
The Kale above is some sort of variety Bossy now forgets, but Bossy’s son probably knows since he used to work as a cashier in the local food co-op and will forever more know the most obscure produce and their corresponding bar code.