I came across a recipe for roasted broccoli recently. In all my vegetarian days (that would be since I was 19…minus a few meat-eating boyfriend phases and all four of my pregnancies), I’d never cooked nor eaten roasted broccoli. Imagine my excitement!
Unfortunately, the day I planned to make it for the first time was a day I worked away from home and had a lunch meeting that I’d forgotten about, so I had to pass the task on to my husband.
Like any morning that I have to leave for work, I was simultaneously getting myself ready, squeezing in time with the kids, planning the day’s appointments and meals, and rambling off details to my husband. How big to cut the broccoli, how to toss with olive oil, salt and pepper, what temperature to heat the oven, to make sure and stir half way through cooking time…and then, my usual look him in the eyes, and ask, “Are you sure it’s okay that I’m handing this off to you?” Since he will be with the kids all morning, I try not to add to his load.
When I returned home hungry, I was so happy to see some leftover broccoli, though not much, because according to my husband, the kids loved it.
I tasted it and could see why. It was delicious! Way better than steamed, with little charcoal crispy bits and still crunchy.
I’ve tried twice, since then, to replicate the recipe I gave him to no avail. My roasted broccoli comes out good…just not as good.
So I finally asked him what his secret was and he said with a shrug, “I forgot about it.”
And that, my friends, is his secret…in cooking, in parenting, and life! No, I don’t mean that he forgets about the kids. I just mean that he doesn’t obsess, fuss, analyze, overthink. He let’s them be and let’s life be without over-worrying.
Our parenting styles may not always match, but we sure make a good team. Maybe it’s an opposites attract-yin yang-we balance each other-kinda thing. Or maybe it’s because life tipped completely one way or the other just wouldn’t work, which takes me back to my core parenting philosophy: Everything in moderation, even moderation…
…even roasted broccoli. Which is why I tried his fuggedaboutit technique on some cauliflower and it was thee best roasted cauliflower ever!