A couple weeks ago some broccoli fell on my head at Whole Foods. Not one bunch, but like all the bunches rolled off the shelf in a torrential downpour of broccoli. I could feel everyone stop and turn around, and the guy next to me graciously broke the ice saying, ‘Whoa. Are you okay? That broccoli tried to take you out.’ I was laughing so hard while I scrambled to put it all back that I could hardly respond. The…
