My mom would serve us brussels sprouts as kids and I can remember the distinct smell as she boiled them in a pot of water. I cringed and so did my brothers and sisters, all trying to figure out ways to pretend to eat them, feed them to the dog or hide them in a napkin.
It wasn’t until my husband, who is a wonderful gardener grew brussels sprouts in our garden that I knew I’d have to find a way to love them. Scouring recipes and talking to friends, someone suggested baking them with bacon. I loved bacon and the fact they wouldn’t be boiled I decided to try it.
This recipe has since been a family favorite and I hope it is yours too!