September 28, 2010
I always find it amazing how much the childhood memories of the food I ate growing up influences the way I cook now as an adult. When I was a kid, my mother would take an entire head of cauliflower, bake it, cover it with tons of grated cheddar cheese and then put it back into the oven to continue baking until it looked like a great big orange basketball. I loved the taste, but felt if I recreated it, it may look a bit overwhelming to a little kid. I think smaller pieces of roasted cauliflower with just a light sprinkling of melted cheddar has more eye appeal for little ones.
The day that I tested my version of this, I also happened to be trying out several other recipes -- one being a dessert. It becomes more and more apparent to me each day that Kenya and I have similar culinary tastes, because he bypassed all the other dishes for the Cheddar Cauliflower. The best part was that he ate a third of what I made. I don't know if it was the cheese he loved so much or the great flavor from the cauliflower, but when I get results like that, I try not to ask too many questions and just be happy he thinks it's delicious!