I'm a Broccoli Lover..

Don't call the cops. I swear, it is me writing this post. I haven't been kidnapped and replaced with a malfunctioning clone. At least.. I don't think so...

Oh god, all of my hair's gone! And it's.. it's colored?.. What if I have been replaced?!

How do I figure out if I'm a robot clone? And better yet, do I care?... I seem to be quite happy to be me, clone or not. Hm, this will require more investigations. In the mean time, Broccoli! Yes, Broccoli! That wipes the worries of potentially being a clone away.

When I was a kid, I hated broccoli. Hated, hated, hated. My parents tried everything to get me to eat it – smothering it in cheese and sauces had no effect. I fought the disgusting rubber trees regardless of topping. Now that I'm older though, I think I may have solved the problem. Fresh broccoli, steam or grilled it amazing. None of that frozen and nuked crap. Sautéed with parmesan or baked with spinach, nom nom nom.

My latest experiments with broccoli has wielded delicious results.

This is a lazy dish, where I basically toss a head of broccoli florets in with some garbanzo beans and then top with parmesan. The general recipe that I follow can be found here.

For a more involved meal, I went with the Cauliflower and Broccoli Flan from Epicurious. Amazingly delicious, though quite a bit of work.