My son taught me his way of doing vegetables. I suspect he was getting a little tired of my way which is to bang them in to the Microwave with a bit of oil. “Dad, you’re killing the stuff. They look floppy and dead.” he said. Not quite the diplomat, my son.
So I did it his way. Heated up the big pan, poured in a touch of olive oil, waited about twenty seconds, not sure why, threw in the vegetables, broccoli, orange peppers, asparagus and carrots, shook them around, added just a small touch, a smaaaaaall touch of butter and waited for the colour to deepen and the faint appearance of some browning on the stalks and skin, and there it was, beautiful to the eye.
It was delicious, and as I crunched away and sipped the wine (with ice in it ) I couldn’t help but think that the secret behind all our living is, simplicity and never, never overcook anything.
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