Did anyone actually like Brussels sprouts as a kid? I did. No, really, I did. I loved them. I loved them so much I would actually BEG my childhood friends to eat them because in my little veggie lovin’ mind, they just didn’t know what they were missing. Luckily, since buying Ina Garten’s The Barefoot Contessa cookbook and getting my mitts on this recipe, I’m no longer begging anyone to eat these salty little green globes of goodness – they’re the ones doing the begging. For seconds.