
My family likes to eat at a local Chinese restaurant owned by a man nicknamed Homer (Homer, as in the ancient Greek author). He got this nickname decades ago by a family friend of ours (who happened to be Greek) who was Homer’s sponsor when Homer immigrated here from China. I have no idea what his real name is, but even the other people at the restaurant call him Homer, too.
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Every so often I do a little grocery shopping in my own pantry. I’m sure many of us find ourselves in the same position: you buy an ingredient that you only need a little of and then the rest sits there for ages waiting for you to remember it’s there.
I’m leaning towards the first name because the second just doesn’t sound right. Seeing as how leek (the vegetable) sounds just like leak (the dripping action), the second name doesn’t give a good visual for what is a really good meal.
You will likely be hard-pressed to find a culture that doesn’t have their own version of a hearty vegetable soup. It’s pretty much a “just add water” technique for stretching out available produce to feed a 
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I used to hate Brussels Sprouts when I was a kid. I don’t know why I decided to buy some and try cooking them myself several years ago. I’m honestly not sure why I do a lot of things, but oh well, it turned out to be a good decision!