Kids don't usually begfor broccoli, at leastnot the kids I know. So ...More
Kids don't usually begfor broccoli, at leastnot the kids I know. So Iwas quite pleasantlysurprised when mygoddaughter Piper and hersisters Alden and Reillynot only raved aboutroasted broccoli, butinsisted on making abatch for me during arecent visit. We sort ofthrew it together and theoven wasn't working verywell, so that particularincarnation of roastedbroccoli wasn't a ragingsuccess, but it was eatenwith great enthusiasmnonetheless.
Now home with amore reliable oven, I' Less
Kids don't usually beg for broccoli, at least not the kids I know. So I was quite pleasantly surprised when my goddaughter Piper and her sisters Alden and Reilly not only raved about roasted broccoli, but insisted on making a batch for me during a recent visit. We sort of threw it together and the oven wasn't working very well, so that particular incarnation of roasted broccoli wasn't a raging success, but it was eaten with great enthusiasm nonetheless.
Now home with a more reliable oven, I'