My roommates and I have a great Monday night tradition of roommate dinners. We try to eat together every Monday night to catch up and spend some time together. This Monday, I decided to make dinner for my roommates, but a big pot of spaghetti or mac and cheese seemed so boring. I also wanted to convince them that the strange vegetables they see me preparing are actually really good and not that funky at all. So I set upon making a try new things dinner. For our appetizer – artichokes.
I, personally, love artichokes. I could eat them day and night. I did not always love artichokes, however. When I was younger I thought they looked terrifying, like some exotic prickly thing that fell from a tree. My family (and several visits to The Cheesecake Factory) cured me of my fear, but I can still understand why an artichoke looks off-putting.
My roommates were, thankfully, up for the challenge (with back-up dinners on stand-by, but still), and gamely listen to my tutorial on eating an artichoke. I gave them baby artichokes, which are more tender and far less intimidating, and a garlic butter sauce for dipping. While I prepared our entree in the kitchen, I heard them try to decipher what was edible, where the meat was on each leaf, and whether their enjoyment was mostly because they were getting to eat straight butter.
In the end, they all enjoyed the artichokes! Even one roommate who was particularly skeptical and had already made a separate dinner tried an artichoke. I don’t know if they’ll start making artichokes for every meal, but I think they all found a new vegetable that they like eating. For the moment, I had happy roommates. But then, I had to serve them an entree comprised entirely of a single vegetable…