Over spring break, I went to Darien, CT to stay with my boyfriend and his family. One day, my boyfriend's mom suggested that my boyfriend and I go into town to a small deli and grab lunch. When we got there, I was immediately drawn to the wide selection of vegetables. I told my boyfriend I wanted some asparagus, potatoes and Brussels sprouts. He agreed and we found our way out to the outside deck. Upon first bite, I was immediately rewarded for my choice. The asparagus was perfectly steamed, still warm and bright green. It wasn't too soft, but not terribly crunchy. The Brussels sprouts were even better, considering I'm not a big Brussels sprouts fan. They didn't taste like the ones from my house, which are disgusting and horrid in every way, but they were cooked till they were golden brown around the edges. They crunched under my teeth and weren't overwhelmingly chewy like some I've had before. The best part, though, were the potatoes. The potatoes were amazing, and I had to force myself to share with my boyfriend. They were cooked in some kind of oil, sprinkled with salt, and golden brown, like the Brussels sprouts. They weren't too potato-y inside; they were a perfect blend of soft potato and firm outer layer. They tasted almost like a french fry, but without leaving a greasy residue on my fingers. The best part was that I didn't even feel bloated after the lunch, which is always a bonus because sometimes it's hard to imagine good food could actually taste good!
Micah, I absolutely love Brussels sprouts. People have been ruining them for years, but if they are prepared well they are divine! This is lovely, and you have done an excellent job with your blog. Always simple, always with a keen aesthetic. Nice work!
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