Professor Paul Krugman even wrote a column about it!
Sadly, however, our much-maligned green cruciferous veggie is mentioned in context with Supreme Court Justice Antonin Scalia, who reportedly said, and I paraphrase here, that if congress can mandate health insurance, it can mandate broccoli consumption too. This, of course, would render life in this fine United States all but unbearable to certain segments of our society, including Republicans, toddlers, and teenagers.
I don’t think broccoli and an affordable, universal health care plan are analogous. But then I’m not a
bought and paid-for super smart Supreme Court Justice, either. What do I know?
Plus I personally don’t have a big problem with broccoli. It’s all in what you do with it.
Hence this recipe for broccoli “pesto” over pasta with olives and feta.
I found it when I looked up the blog of a gal I met over the weekend at BlogHer Food in Seattle, the charming Emily of Emmy Cooks. What I love most about her blog, apart from the mouth-watering veggie-style recipes and juicy photos, is the fact that Emmy, a crazed mom of three small children, readily admits her kids don’t eat half the stuff she makes. So she makes it anyway, hoping they’ll catch on one day (I’m still waiting myself, but why harsh her optimism?)
Here’s how you do it:
Cut about a pound of fresh broccoli up into florets, including the stems. Bring a big pot of water to boil and blanch the florets for 30 seconds before removing them with a slotted spoon.
Well salt the same water and bring it back to a boil. Then throw in your pasta. I used curly noodles. I don’t think there’s a ruling yet on what kind of pasta is Constitutional and which kind is clearly an overreach of executive powers. Use your best judgement.
As the pasta is cooking, chop up your broccoli, and put half of it in your food processor. Add 3 Tbsp. pine nuts, 1/4 tsp. salt, 1/4 cup olive oil, and 2 Tbsp of the pasta water if needed. Combine, stopping every now and then to scrape down the sides. Churn until you have a nice, smooth, sauce-like consistency.
I never quite got to the creamy/saucy, but I did make a nice fluff.
Put this on top of pasta and add kalamata olives, toasted walnuts, and some feta cheese.
Like my daydream of living in a country with a public health care option along the lines of Canada or England, I also fantasized that the nits would actually eat this pesto’d broccoli.
The looks on their faces suggested I had been foolish and naive.
“Broccoli pesto?” The Drama Teen curled her upper lip in disgust. “Mom, that doesn’t sound appealing in any way.”
Sigh. Maybe if Congress deems the Affordable Health Care Plan Constitutional, they can also then mandate that all children eat their broccoli. I doubt it, though. Seems toddlers and teenagers won’t like broccoli no matter how it’s presented to them.