Tuesday, August 4, 2009

As Promised

Here are my precious Brussel Sprouts. Bruce thinks I'm strange because I read them stories at night and bring them treats from the store. The kids are jealous.
Up close and personal. It's kind of like looking at someone's bloomers. See the little nubs on the center stalk, under the leaves? They will grow up to be big and strong Brussel Spouts. Which I will tenderly harvest and then EAT! with butter....**droooooooool******


Jen said...

Add my drool to yours

Adrian said...

Cool. I want to try it next year.