Now that you, my faithful reader(s) (thanks, Mom...lol), think of me as a cereal-eating, candy-usurping Mom who is derelict in grocery shopping duties, I will proudly tell you what I cooked for dinner last night.
Yes; you read correctly. I served my 10-year-old and almost-13-year-old boys (and 40-year-old boy) brussel sprouts! The fresh kind.
I can tell by the bewildered look on your faces that I need to explain...
My nightly standard vegetables consist of fresh broccoli or fresh spinach. Apparently my children are tired of these vitamin-packed nutritious vegetables. I can tell by the volume of whining audible each night. I do a good job, too, sauteeing them with garlic and a little bit of olive oil or butter. The boys don't think so. They are T-I-R-E-D of broccoli and spinach.
"My gosh!" I exclaim exasperatedly. "It's not like they're brussel sprouts..."
"We want brussel sprouts!" came the chorus without hesitation. "Anything but broccoli or spinach!"
"Fine," I snorted... and off I went to the grocery store the next day to purchase fresh brussel sprouts, which I have never, in my life, cooked before.
I found a fabulous recipe online; many thanks to the host of 101cookbooks.com, who provided a delicious recipe involving ingredients I have in my kitchen! Brussel sprouts (obviously!), olive oil, salt, pepper, and parmesan cheese. Voila! (Here's the link: http://www.101cookbooks.com/archives/goldencrusted-brussels-sprouts-recipe.html)
Who'd a thunk it; they were a huge it! The only criticism? I didn't make enough!
There you have it, folks. Brussel sprouts and delicious can occupy the same sentence.