Tuesday, June 1

legendary...

double B, 'itchbags.
we ate it harder than ever...
that's B as in broccoli,
and B as in bread.
i mean,
what else would we be wild animal gnash-gnoshing with our teeth,
for the final family feast of memorial weekend together times?
c'mon.
the answer is broccoli bread.
it has to be.
every time.
the ever-lovin' luscious crusty broccolisciousness, y'all.
heroic.
monstrous.
bangin'.
it happened in full crusty wheat gluteous glory.
for some of us,
it was a whole new dietary experience,
for others,
the culmination of an always-important line of traditions.
SO good, kids.
times change,
sometimes for the better,
sometimes like a smoke-filled quebecois backdraft of sooty suckiness,
but that broccoli bread, duders?
always delicious,
always amazing;
never quiet, never soft....

1 comment:

qualm said...

sir, just what is your recipe? i can't make a yellow looking sauce that isn't lemon curd

big love xxxxx