I thought I was doing pretty good with the new Beef Soup recipe that included Brussel Sprouts I posted a few weeks ago. But I've found something better, Roasted Brussel Sprouts. I know, that doesn't sound too spectacular, but it is.
I first put them into the oven on faith. My mom had told me how wonderful they were when she made them. I believed her. When I put them into the oven, I had hoped I didn't just ruin a package of sprouts. (I originally bought them to make the soup)
While the little, green orbs were baking, I admit, the scent was a bit confusing. When my hubby walked into the kitchen, he took a whiff, and gave a look. I told him, "No opinions until after you try them." At that time, I hoped I didn't have to eat those words. Secretly, I agreed with him and was only sharing the same thoughts I was telling myself.
When I took them out, I wasn't impressed. They looked like burnt Brussel Sprouts. MMmmm...... *not*
After they cooled enough so I could taste without scalding myself, I gave one a try. To my surprise, it was one of the most delicious green things I have ever eaten!! I piled up a plateful and dug in. Hey, the family wasn't interested so I had my fill.
Then my oldest walks in and inspects the tray I had cooling on the oven. He says, "They looked burnt." I smiled. He goes in for a sniff and says, "These don't smell so good." He pokes one with his finger and licks it. He looks to me and asks if I liked them. I told him I thought they were really good. I assumed he'd walk away and be done. But he didn't. He grabbed a plate and served himself. While he was eating he told me, "Mom, if you ever make Brussel Sprouts again, you have to do them like this." WIN.