Cabbage leaf, green and wrinkled, veins branching out like a tree toppled at forty five degrees. I love the squeaky, crunching sound as you chop through it with a knife. I have a strange memory of someone hacking at a cabbage ‘head’ to make the sound effect of Ann Boleyns head being chopped off. This is a savoy cabbage, dark green, leafy, full of vitamins and minerals. Hopefully not too overcooked (I’m making our evening meal).