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I'm afraid the gardening gene isn't hereditary.  My lad when he was little was helping me to plant out veges.  We finished the row very proudly and he asked 'what have we planted mummy?'  I told him cabbages.  He replied  'YUK! I hate cabbage!'  and proceeded to pull the lot out.  So much for teaching kids where their food comes from so they appreciate it!   He's a bit better now he's grown, marginally.

Maybe he didn't like cabbage because of the way you cooked them.
I'm sure my Mum used to put bicarb or summat in the water to keep it green - then proceeded to boil it to sludge. It was enough to put anyone off cabbage. Not that you'd do anything so heinous as that JJB.