Parmesan and Garlic Roasted Brussels Sprouts and a Confession

It’s cold around here. Real cold.


The kind of cold that makes you want to just lie down on the sidewalk until someone comes and picks you up, preferably your mom and not the street sweeper (though I would take a street sweeper if it had also just swept up some hot chocolate). The kind of cold that makes feel like you’re going to throw up when a gust of wind hits you because your body is in shock and something just needs to happen. The kind of cold that makes you seriously consider a life with the bears because, though dangerous, they seem to have the right idea with that whole hibernation thing.

The public transportation in my area hit a bit of a snag yesterday and the whole city was thrown into a frenzy because people had to wait outside in the frigid temperatures. If you’re holed up in your warm house, snickering at the thought of some chilly weather throwing a city into a frenzy, cut it out. I would be snickering, too, except that I was one of the dummies getting whipped into a frenzy. Get your violins ready, this is a heartbreaking tale: I had to stand outside for half an hour and wait for a bus. And then when the bus finally came, it filled up 3 people ahead of me, so I had to wait another 15 minutes before another bus showed up.

I’ll give you a minute to compose yourselves.

Now I have a self-imposed rule against crying in public, and 99.9% of the time I stand by it. But yesterday morning as I stood hunched against the dirty wall of the train station, I came very close to breaking that rule. It was just so COLD and I was late for work and also, I’m a giant dumb baby. Luckily I was able to pull myself together and realize that if I cried right there on the sidewalk, the tears would immediately freeze to my dumb baby face and that’s never a good look. The bus eventually showed up and I eventually thawed out, but I’m pretty sure I have a small spot of frostbite on my cheek. I mean, I’m no doctor, but I looked on WebMD and one of the symptoms is white patches of skin, and I’ve got that. I floated the idea to Justin, who pointed out that I’m not my tannest during the winter to begin with, so pale skin might not be the best deciding factor. A fair point, but I’m still not convinced.

Anyways, after a long, cold day, Justin and I decided that some comfort food was in order. Lately, our favorite go-to comfort meal has been grilled cheese sandwiches and roasted Brussels sprouts, so that’s exactly what we had.


If you’re a Brussels sprouts fan to begin with, you have got to try these guys – they’re delicious. And if you’re not a Brussels sprouts fan to begin with, this might just be the dish that changes your mind. Or you’ll just think I’m looney tunes for considering Brussels sprouts a comfort food. No biggie.

They’re flavorful and have a great texture and are a healthier alternative to chips or fries. Personally, I like them a little on the well-done side, so I leave them in the oven until they almost look burned; the inside is still tender but the Parmesan cheese and garlic work together to make the outer layers nice and crispy.

Parmesan and Garlic Roasted Brussels Sprouts

  • 3/4 pound Brussels sprouts, quartered lengthwise
  • 2 1/2 tablespoons olive oil
  • 2 cloves of garlic, finely minced
  • 1/2 teaspoon salt
  • 1/2 teaspoon pepper
  • 1/4  cup Parmesan cheese

Preheat your oven to 400 degrees and line a baking sheet with tinfoil. In a large bowl, toss the Brussels sprouts with the olive oil, garlic, salt, and pepper until they are fully coated (add more olive oil as needed). Spread the Brussels sprouts out in a single layer on the baking sheet and sprinkle with the Parmesan cheese. Roast for 35-45 minutes, tossing them halfway through to ensure even browning. Sprinkle with salt, pepper, and more Parmesan cheese to taste.

5 thoughts on “Parmesan and Garlic Roasted Brussels Sprouts and a Confession

  1. I love your recipe and love the way you started your post even more – LOL. Totally had a visual of someone in a big coat laying on the ground and hoping someone comes by to rescue you and you won’t have to wait for the bus. As I sit here in So. Cal listening to the rain, I guess I can’t complain. Stay warm!

    • Thank you! It was a close call, that’s for sure. So. Cal sounds pretty sweet right now, enjoy the warm weather! We’re looking at a balmy 18 degrees today, so it’s pretty much the same thing, right?

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