A yucky stringy
veggie dat is not at all pleasant to munch on, but which stores well in
da cool basement.
I can't stand to eat cellary; just like
da grumpy dude in "Green Eggs and
Ham" says, it doesn't matter where I'm located when trying to choke it down --- whether I'm in
da basement or in da attic at da time, I still hate it just da same!