Sprouts?

As children we were given the luxury of one "yuck food".  My brother hated cheese, a rather tricky yuck food.  Mine was carrots and my sister's, yellow squash.  The details of a yuck food were as follows.  Every child gets to choose one and only one food that they NEVER had to eat.  The choice was made very young (I'm actually thinking my Mom made the decision) and the choice could never be changed. There were plenty of other foods on my yuck list that just had to be swallowed, sometimes whole and with a giant glass of milk but carrots never had to grace my pearly whites.  Brussels sprouts were one of those "other" foods.  I can literally remember staring down the three little cabbages on my plate.  Once I think I managed to sneak them into my napkin before Mom noticed but then felt terribly guilty and never did it again.  Even my Dad hated Brussels Sprouts night.  What can there possibly be to like about a vegetable that literally smells like someone has "cut the cheese" if you catch my drift?  

Well once again my friend Nancy has gotten to me.  She was pretty sure, if prepared correctly, that I would grow to love and actually enjoy these veggies (funny my Mother has been telling me this for years but I never believed her, sorry Mom).  Last week, while doing my bi-monthly commissary trip, I stumbled upon a fresh crop of Sprouts.  Oh what the heck I said to myself.  Why not give it a try.  After sitting in the fridge for almost a  week I finally got ambitious and found this recipe on www.allrecipes.com:

Shredded Brussels Sprouts is DELICIOUS.  But then what could be wrong about anything mixed with bacon, bacon drippings, butter, pine nuts and seasoning salt.  I made two servings and finished them both off with a side of fresh grape tomatoes.  Yummy!  I have been instructed by my husband to only make these when he is out of town...guess he couldn't get past the inevitable stinkiness...but boy were they good!