My parents made me eat them anyway. Gagging notwithstanding. Didn't matter if I waited until they were stone cold and Mom had cleaned up dinner and the family was enjoying the nightly TV show. I had to eat them.
Today, I love lima beans. I also love fresh peas picked right off the vine and eaten on the spot. Mmmmm... Cooked peas, they're OK.
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I have always loved lima beans and peas, my kids do to - the husband is afraid of both lima beans and peas! He has not yet reached your level of maturity to try them again as an adult.
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