I've been married for 25 years, and dated Aki for 6 years before that. So, Aki has a dinner at the fashionable Bones Restaurant and she leaves me with -- what? A piece of fish and some brussel sprouts. Yes. 11 brussel sprouts. She said that one time I said I liked them, or didn't mind them, or didn't hate them or something, so, there they were. When did I ever say that? Is negative times an answer?
Here's what Google said to do: stir them in oil and S&P, pan fry in olive oil, and put Gruyere cheese on them. That sounds pretty good. Too bad I don't have any bacon.
Ok, here they are. Cut in half and getting gently tossed in oil and S&P.
Ready to fry up.
Flat-side down. Low heat. Did I mention I'd cooked up some garlic in that oil beforehand?
Cook with the top on.
In goes the Gruyere cheese. How long was that? 8 minutes? More?
About this time, you will want to light a kitchen candle.
Bon Appetit! Now, just remember about what I said about that big glass of vino!
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Brussel sprouts were my one allowed "don't have to eat" food--one of us had peas, one had liver. I never could figure out why a mom would try to feed brussel sprouts to kids. But as an adult, I learned that enough cheese sauce over anything makes it palatable.
ReplyDeleteCheese helps, definitely. Especially a strong cheese like Gruyere. Bacon would've helped, too.
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