In praise of the cauliflower
The Hodmandods in this household (rather unusually for molluscs) do not favour the cauliflower. Once Hodmandod Senior woke claiming to have had a nightmare about them. I'm not sure what happened to him in this dream but he wouldn't touch a floret for months afterwards.
I, however, am quite fond of the cauliflower, especially with cheese, and think them quite beautiful. Another thing that struck me as interesting as I was plunging my knife into this one's hard white little heart a few minutes ago, was that the outer surface consists of fractals.
It also reminds me of a brain, a lump of coral, a cloud, a piece of fungus, white paint dispersing underwater, pillow lava seen through red glass, malachite in a dim light and the mashed potato which tonight turned up on the plate next to it. So not a good menu choice. I think Hodmandod Senior is in for another bad night.