When I was younger, you could not pay me to eat mushrooms. And when I say a younger, I mean a year ago. I hated them. Vehemently. As in, I would rather eat the fungus between my toes (jk, totally fungus-free) before I'd even consider being in the same room as a 'shroom (and I'm not talking psychedelics, people - although I've never tried those either). I mean, they're a FUNGUS. Even the word FUNGUS is disgusting.
But then something changed in me. I'm convinced it was pregnancy. When I was pregnant with Landon, I lost my taste for Dr. Pepper. Awful, right? It was downright heresy if you ask me. I couldn't eat shrimp either, it just freaked me out - and shrimp was one of the few seafood items I did like prior to motherhood. I still can't touch the stuff. When I was pregnant with Carson, I fell back in love with Dr. P (Hallelujah!) and all has been well since, but Man! - pregnancy sure did mess with my taste buds.
Then one day I saw an episode of Rachael Ray. I'm neither here nor there on my opinion of her or her show, but she made this dish and it looked Good. That's good with a capital G. I thought, something that looks that good can't be bad. I can't say that I made a conscious effort, but when presented with mushrooms, first on combo pizza, then in pasta, they slowly started to grow on me (NOT literally, we covered that already). What really sold me was this roasted mushroom and proscuitto pizza I had at Old Chicago a couple weeks ago. It was awesome. As in, when I took a bite the clouds parted and angels started singing. Even though it was a personal pizza, it was bigger than my plate AND my stomach. I ate it all. Ever since I have had that mushroom pizza on my mind, so over this past weekend, I found a recipe that sounded similar to the personal pi
My pictures aren't as good as Deb's from Smitten Kitchen, but I thought I'd show you what a regular joe's 'shrooms might look like (without the capers, lemon juice or parsley, of course)
Mine are browning a bit since I bought them sliced. No bigs.
I cannot be held personally responsible for hardware malfunctions resulting in looking at my mushrooms. Seriously. You're drooling on your keyboard.
And here's what dinner looked like. It's Thursday, which is why everything is brown.
Totally kidding. I made a pork roast last night so I shredded the leftovers and threw that pig into some BBQ sauce. We're too fancy for buns over here, we use whole grain bread instead. =D I promise, I will try and stay away from monochromatic food pictures in the future (pinky promise).
Oh yeah, speaking of foot fungus and mushrooms, when I was uploading my pictures to Photobucket the advertisement they showed me was for foot fungus treatments. I'm not even kidding. I can't make this stuff up.
What is something you use to hate, or thought you wouldn't like but then you tried it and became a convert? I wanna know!