I love squash. Yellow,zucchini, acorn, butternut. Spaghetti squash kinda freaks me out though, so there's one exception. My dad always grew squash in our garden and I know how to cook it in various ways. So imagine my surprise, all those years ago, to meet Neil and learn that he's not crazy about squash. What the...? How can you not like squash?
Well, turns out, if you grow up eating squash boiled to within an inch of its life, you don't really like squash when you grow up.
So, over the years, I've occasionally tried out different preparations on him. Some have gone over well. But some not so much...you turn your back on it and it'll soften up and get mushy in a heartbeat. But, I keep trying because I love it and because it's good for us.
As I planned dinner tonight, I was thinking green beans. But we had green beans yesterday, which could very well get the "Day 2 Rejection" by the wunderkind. Then I remembered the zucchini in the fridge. Hmmm. What to do, what to do? As I contemplated how to make tasty, non-mushy zukes, a thunderbolt hit me. THE BROILER. Yes, it's been staring me in the face all this time. And the idea was formulated.
So, I sliced them kind of thick (this also slows down the mush time factor). I placed them on the broiler pan and sprayed with Pam. Broiled for a few, then flipped and sprinkled each slice with some parmesan. Broily, broily and voila! They looked acceptable. Would they pass the test? Well, test(s) really. They had to make it past Neil and the wunderkind, who up until this point has been 50/50 on squash.
I always make Viv's plate first so it can start cooling. Before I'd finished making mine and Neil's, she was asking for more zucchini. ((What!/!)) Then, completely unsolicited, she said to me,
"Mommy, these zucchini are great. I really like them. And I like the way you put the cheese on top; it's kinda crunchy."
Wow! What an endorsement. Then, to top it all off, I sat across the table from my (tomorrow) Birthday Man and watched him polish off ALL of his zucchini and he looked happy about it. This is what success feels like, my friends. I have uncovered the secret to squash that my husband can enjoy. As cliche as it is, this was an "epic" win. Oh yeah, the cubed steak, rice and homemade gravy went over well too ;-)