Stir fry is an amazing thing. With sliced vegetables, fresh herbs, and a sauce…voila!…you can create an exquisite culinary experience…with or without broccoli.
When I was a little kid growing up in the confines of Mommy’s and Daddy’s world, the thought of eating broccoli was enough to give me nausea. My mother boiled the broccoli until it resembled a worn-out fungal deposit from a waterlogged forest. It was the kind of deposit that all kids generally considered “nasty” in those days, or at least in our neighborhood. Nobody else ate broccoli, or at least not my friends…ewww!
My mother did excel at making cheese sandwiches. She could make any melted cheese meal look good, which must be an art form. While she nuked the broccoli to oblivion, her cheese creations made her the envy of my friends. Then again, my friends also raved about her green kool-aid because it actually tasted green.
My mother probably does not remember these things, which is probably a good thing. And, she probably does not remember the way she tried to force me to eat my broccoli. She employed a master strategy- when serving waterlogged vegetables, simply spread melted cheese on them. Although I ate my broccoli quickly, as one does when served worms or other torture food, the hint of melted cheese erased some of the “nasty” from my mouth.
As Mother’s Day approaches- here in the states- I am once again reminded of all that my mother has had to endure…from her son. I confess I still do not like her broccoli, cauliflower or cooked carrots, but it is much easier to eat them now. After all, I stir fry, therefore, I eat broccoli…even without melted cheese.