The Best Broccoli You'll Ever Eat?!?

30 July 2010

The Best Broccoli You'll Ever Eat?!?

I just stumbled across this recipe/blog this morning (sorry, I can’t find the blog I linked from to find this blog – I’m getting old and my attention span is less than 3 seconds long – and my short term memory is shorter than that!)

ANYWAY

I’m going to try this tonight (or tomorrow night) and I’ll let you know how it tastes.

Photo is from the Amateur Gourmet’s blog

I’m on a campaign to get my girls to eat more vegetables – and find ways to cook them so they taste good enough that they will WANT to eat them.

This recipe sounds like it might actually do the trick. It’s for roasted broccoli.

Yes, ROASTED. But it sounds yummy – it’s got garlic (a necessity in my house) and lemon zest/juice on the broccoli.

It just might work.

I’ll keep you posted.

Jul 30, 2010 6:45:00 AM | Cooking & Baking, Recipes

2 Comments

Ah, good luck with that! I remember reading a regular column in my mum's newspaper; it was by Daisy, who was an English nanny working in the USA, caring for the daughter of a hardworking couple. One day Daisy wrote that she'd been off on holiday and the little girl had been cared for full-time by her parents. When Daisy returned, the mum reported that she'd been struggling to get the daughter to eat any vegetables.
Until, that is, she found something at the local deli - chocolate-covered broccoli! It still makes me laugh....

Posted by: Lizzie | 30 July 2010 at 08:46 AM

Well, we ended up going on a quick trip for the weekend, so I haven't been able to try this yet. Maybe one night this week. Chocolate broccoli sounds gross to me, though!

Posted by: Lois Houston | 01 August 2010 at 07:04 PM

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