Thanksgiving note

[ljgeoff]

We had a guest for Thanksgiving, a neighbor from down the street. I'd filled one of my rice rings with roasted brussel spouts with pomegranate. "Wow," Dave said, "these are the best damned brussel sprouts I've ever tasted." "He took another bite, "I've never liked brussel sprouts, but these are good."

I took a bite myself, "Yep, they turned out pre' good."

Dave tipped his chin at the table. "How'd you learn to cook like this?"

"Well, it wasn't from my mother." I waved my fork. "She used to always kick us out of the kitchen when she was cooking."

Across the table, my son Sam snorted.

"Oh," I said, sheepish, "do I do that?"

Sam rolled his eyes at me. "You did that to me three times just today."

Comments

[bibliofile]

Just the name of that recipe sounds delicious! May have to try it. (May want to find out if anyone else in the house eats brussels sprouts, first.)

Yeah, if you're going to start teaching any of the kids about how to cook, a big holiday feast might be the most stressful time to start. If, that is, instead of kicking them out you start putting them to work.