I think it's safe to say that Mr. Fairway's favorite vegetable is the green pea. As in the frozen variety, which comes in bulk at your neighborhood grocery story. The veggie that looks like a collection of little, freeze-dried green rabbitt turds, until combined with H-Two-Oh & microwaved on "High."
I don't believe the taste of said green peas has anything to do with Mr. F.'s affinity. Convenience, I imagine, is the big draw here. That & then my Hubby feels as if he's contributed to our splendid repast each evening.
We often have peas when steak is on the menu. Or chicken. Or burgers. And of course, peas go well with pasta, because one can put them right in with the noodles & the sauce.
In decades of marital bliss, the only veggie that Mr. Fairway seems to prefer over frozen green peas is corn on the cob. Of course, being from the Upper Midwest & all, he knows how to shuck a cob. And throw it into a pot of boiling water. Although I must say we've argued, from time to time, over the length that said cobs must boil before they're ready to serve.
As far as the frozen peas are concerned, Mr. F. is "no fuss, no muss," especially in the presentation. Give him the plastic bag of these green, frozen wonders, a plastic container & a nearby tap. He'll rustle up the requisite veggies in no time. Say, 3 minutes or so.
This is where our views diverge. I'd certainly prefer to serve my veggies in something prettier than a faux-Tupperware container. But of course, as you can see, we eat our margarine out of a tub, too.