Not knowing any better, I tried growing lettuce a couple of summers in a row.
They always bolted too soon and tasted bitter and frail. They would swoon under the sun, turning spotted and pale.
That's OK, I told myself. We have some great vendors of greens at the market. I don't mind supporting my local farmers.
But without telling you how stupid I am, I "found out" that lettuce is a winter vegetable. I'm not growing any myself this season, because I found out too late. (Though I might still get some into the ground.)
You think of green salads as summery, because they're raw and crunchy.
Then, in January, your body starts screaming to your brain: "Want Salad!"