Brussel Sprouts are the iconically "icky" food that kids never want to eat. Luckily, my parents never even tried to serve them to us, so I was off the hook. But this also meant that I never knew the completely rancid and gag-inducing smell that came with cooking up a batch of the little green globules. So naturally, someone brings them to work for lunch, cooks them up in the microwave and blam-o! The whole office downstairs smells like farts. The next person that walks in, lovely and polite lady she is, wrinkles her nose and asks "Weird smell?" at which point the culprit blushes and says "It's my brussel sprouts." Let's stick to salads, eh?
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