I have a secret. I’ve only eaten brussel sprouts twice in my life, this being one of them. Gasp! I know! How could such a veggie lover not have experienced such a wonderful vegetable?
Well let’s be honest… up until the past few years brussel sprouts were, well, slightly less than glamorous in the food world. It was like one day they went from smelly and “ew” to totally posh and trendy (thanks in large part to bacon, I think). BUT there’s another reason I never had brussel sprouts before. My dad LOATHES them. I mean totally and completely hates them. They are the bain of his existence, hence they were never allowed in the house despite the fact that my mom didn’t mind them. Pretty funny, huh?
Although there’s something even more peculiar. My dad is the reason I first tried them. One day he apparently got a little spark in him that made him go to Whole Foods (which isn’t exactly his type of store) and buy us dinner from the food counter. Orange glazed brussel sprouts were one of his picks, just to “give them another chance” — he spit them out as soon as he took a bite. I thought they were okay, but not great. A little sulfurous. Now I just think they weren’t cooked right, because these were delicious. Continue reading