Brussels Sprouts...
Aug. 27th, 2020 10:37 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
osodecanelaHave you ever seen a canine beg for Brussels Sprouts?
My husband will not touch them. He likes cabbage. Cannot stand Brussels Sprouts. I don’t get it.
No big. More for me. And apparently Lilith as well.
I love ‘em roasted with some cracked pepper and whole roasted garlic cloves. My oven is out of commission at the moment, so I did a sauté with all those flavors. A lot of sprouts in fact. After a week away from the house in the evacuation, they needed to be used.
I did a Thai green curry for LJ, which he seemed to enjoy. I was savoring my sprouts when I felt a paw on my thigh. Lilith was sitting expectantly at my feet, paw on my thigh, staring right into my eyes. I smiled.
She licked her lips.
“Lilith, they’re veggies, you’re not gonna like them.”
She licked her lips again and then switched thighs. I have her one. She made short work of it and begged for more. Before I was finished, she’d had 5. When the bowl was empty she wanted to lick out the bowl.
Really? Brussels Sprouts? What’s next? A nice glass of Viognier?
My husband will not touch them. He likes cabbage. Cannot stand Brussels Sprouts. I don’t get it.
No big. More for me. And apparently Lilith as well.
I love ‘em roasted with some cracked pepper and whole roasted garlic cloves. My oven is out of commission at the moment, so I did a sauté with all those flavors. A lot of sprouts in fact. After a week away from the house in the evacuation, they needed to be used.
I did a Thai green curry for LJ, which he seemed to enjoy. I was savoring my sprouts when I felt a paw on my thigh. Lilith was sitting expectantly at my feet, paw on my thigh, staring right into my eyes. I smiled.
She licked her lips.
“Lilith, they’re veggies, you’re not gonna like them.”
She licked her lips again and then switched thighs. I have her one. She made short work of it and begged for more. Before I was finished, she’d had 5. When the bowl was empty she wanted to lick out the bowl.
Really? Brussels Sprouts? What’s next? A nice glass of Viognier?
