The evenings are getting a bit cooler, even here in Los Angeles.  And the crispness in the air makes me think of Brussels sprouts, or as I used to call them as a kid, baby cabbages.  I have to say that I love those little orbs that denote fall, the comfort of a sweater and longer nights.  Are you one of those people who cringe at the thought of the lowly sprout?  Fear not, you … [Read more...]