Seriously, try to stop eating this broccoli.
I have been meaning to post this recipe for months now--months during which we've eaten this dish at least twice every week. The reason I haven't posted it? I keep meaning to take a picture of it to post with this recipe. And every time, every single time Adam's made this, we eat it all before I remember I was going to take a picture. We have to insist Kamal also eat his spaghetti or chicken or anything, anything else for dinner besides just this broccoli. Sometimes on my way to get the after-dinner piece of dark chocolate I am kind of religious about, I will be waylaid by the bowl of this broccoli yet to be put away and stand at the counter eating it, completely forgetting my chocolate. If you already like broccoli, you will understand how rhapsodic I am about this recipe I am when you make it. For people who like broccoli, it's basically like French fries. For people who don't like broccoli, this one might convert them.
Also? So. Easy.
That Broccoli Adam Makes
One head of broccoli, chopped
Two to four tablespoons of coconut oil, olive oil, or if you are really trying to convert a broccoliphile, bacon fat
Toss them together on a baking pan with a little salt and pepper. ("You could do it in a bowl," opines Adam, "but why make another dish?") Use your hands, if you are really going to do it like Adam, which you should.
Put that pan in a 500 degree oven for half an hour or so, till it looks really brown and what you could optimistically call" caramelized" but what is actually borderline burned. Trust.
Put your broccoli in a bowl, maybe sprinkle it with more salt and pepper, and eat.
Am I right?