Hallo, au revoir to Brussels

I have a problem. I can’t seem to go into a CostCo and not come out with an asinine amount of something I may or most likely may not need. Last time I went in, I came out with a two pound bag of brussel sprouts. I love brussel sprouts. That’s right. I love them. I could eat them every day. There are so many wonderful things about them and wonderful way to prepare them. Smalls, my one year old, likes them too, but eats like a bird. And Bigs likes the roasted leafy part, but not the whole thing. So, really it is only me eating them. I have no idea how to eat two pounds of them. Anyways.

This post was originally going to be a delicious recipe for said brussel sprouts. But this post is not about that anymore. It’s more of a P.S.A. now.

I will back track. A few months ago, I prepared brussel sprouts for dinner (roasted). On that same day, a HUGE (like…size of a thumbnail) fly appeared in my house, buzzing around, scaring my kids and dog (Why would they be scared of a fly? You ask them. They won’t tell me.). The great thing (is this even a “great” thing?) about these flies is that they are so oaf-like and bumbling, that they are easy to catch. You can catch them with your hands. Anywho, I killed it. Then another appeared. I killed that one too. It happened 11 times. That was the last of them. That night. I made brussel sprouts last week and then again tonight. The SAME thing happened. I sort of pieced together my memory about each day they appeared and discovered that it was on days I made brussels. My husband told me that brussel sprouts smell so awful to him that it is no wonder these flies are attracted to the smell. I did a little research online and discovered that other people had the same problem! So. Next time you make brussel sprouts, BOLO for those flies. Blarg.

The brussels were good. Now the thought of them makes me feel not so good. I roasted them in a 400 degree oven, after tossing them in olive oil, salt and pepper, cumin and a leeetle brown sugar, added some raisins in, blah blah blah. No one cares about this recipe. You should really care about The Flies.

Have any of you experienced this?

Have a fly-free night,

Kristin

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