I feel like George W. Bush. I do not like broccoli. I am an adult and I know I don’t have to eat it if I don’t want to. But I sort of do want to because I know it’s really good for me.
If I listed for you the vegetables that I really LIKE, I mean super enjoy eating, the list would be embarrassingly short. Plus, we all need variety. And I want my kids to learn to eat lots of different foods. So, I keep cooking the dreaded broccoli. And I even eat it. Usually.
In a never ending effort to find ways to make vegetables taste better (we can’t always batter and fry them)(not that I would ever do that)(I think I’ll write this whole article in parentheses), I tried grilling.
Seems almost everything is better grilled. Plus, it keeps my kitchen cool. Now, I wouldn’t bake some fish in my oven and light up the grill just to cook my broccoli. But it is summer and we’re grilling at least 75% of our meals this time of year. So if I’m already grilling my meat, I’ll just throw the veggies on with everything else.
Soft vegetables like squash and onions can go right on the grates, over medium to medium-low and will cook in about 5 minutes. Have you ever tried grilled onions? Just slice them in about 1/3-1/2 inches thick slices, slather with a little olive oil, sprinkle on some salt and grill. They are REALLY, REALLY good. Sort of taste like fried onion rings. Really!
Harder veggies like broccoli and sweet potatoes need some special treatment. It’s not difficult or complicated, but does require an extra step. See just how to do it in the directions below.
How did I enjoy this grilled broccoli, you might be wondering? It was better than boiled broccoli, that’s for sure! In my humble opinion, when you get a little caramelization on anything, it tastes better and vegetables are certainly no exception.
The squeeze of lemon juice at the end and the sprinkle of parmesan cheese, while certainly not necessary, did bring some bright flavor to the table that everyone enjoyed. My son did try to get away without eating the stems saying they were tough, but they were actually quite tender so we played the parent card and made him eat them. Meanies, we are.