Um... who are you, and what did you do with my husband? I mean, the one who literally ate a hamburger for dinner every night from age 10 until he left for college? The one who's been known to taste a dish, wrinkle his nose, and remark, "It's kind of... vegetably"?
Not that I'm complaining!
Up next, the Golden-Crusted Brussels Sprouts, I think. Or maybe a salad with a vinaigrette, like the one at the Trappist (gateway drug to Brussels sprouts, it seems).