Today, we're making a vegan broccoli sauce. And that veggie is... *drumroll* broccoli! Now hold up. Before you call me crazy and abandon ship, hear me out. I haven't lost my mind (yet). We're transforming broccoli into something that you won't even recognize. Something that is creamy and smooth, with a cheesy, salty flavor that could deceive any veggie hater. Best of all – you'll still get to enjoy broccoli's good-for-you perks while eating shall we say... pasta? 😏😏😏 Do I have your attention?
I had the idea for this sauce months ago when I made a creamy cauliflower sauce for the blog. If you can make a sauce out of cauliflower, you could surely make a sauce out of broccoli, right? RIGHT. I love when my crazy ideas turn out to be not so crazy and actually really yummy and super easy.
Sometimes my outlandish ideas result in a crumbly, shapeless veggie burger or double chocolate cookies that look like something Scout digested. Not this time! In a nutshell, I was/am over the moon about this recipe. By the time we finished – shooting video, taking pictures, and cleaning up, it was pushing 11 o'clock. We were ready to Netflix and chill.
Which brings me to a funny story. We binge-watched Stranger Things. (Who's with me?!)
I will be the first to admit that I am a giant wimp when it comes to scary things. Anything paranormal. Spiders. Suspicious, creaky noises (Hello, hardwood floors! 👋🏼). Horror movies are an absolute nope for me – besides Halloween and Friday the 13th, because, come on... those are more funny than scary. For those reasons, it's surprising that we even considered watching Stranger Things. BUT – it was my idea.
Fast forward to a couple hours later. We had just finished watching the last (3) episode(s) of Stranger Things on Netflix. We turned out the lights and snuggled into our safe, cozy bed. Just as we started to drift off, we hear *WHOOSH!* *BOOM!* *Papers flying!* *Glasses clinking!* all happening in the kitchen. We sat up in bed and turned the lights on.
And I gave him the look that he hates. The look that I give him when I tell him I hear a bear outside of our tent. The look that I give him when I ask – for the 4th time every night – if he locked the door.
Me – "I hear footsteps."
Clark – "No, you don't."
Me – "Yes. I do. I have to know." *gets out of bed to investigate*
Clark – *Rolls eyes and comes with me.*
Kitchen – "Chill guys, it was just the wind."
So we closed the kitchen windows and went back to bed. 5 minutes later – *BOOM!* *CRASH!* One of our box fans toppled over in the hallway, scaring the absolute shit out of us again. Clark gets up, closes more windows, and comes back to bed.
At this point, I'm wide awake. I hear every. single. freaking. noise. It's 2:17am. I'm staring at the clock on Clark's side of the bed. Clark falls asleep, 45 minutes pass and I finally start to drift off again. You guessed it: *WHOOSH!* *BOOM!* *Papers flying!* This time, the other box fan blew out of our office window. So we got up and closed every damn window in the entire damn apartment and went back to bed. About an hour later, I finally fell asleep.
Cue this morning. 6am. We're startled awake by rattling ladders as a painting crew sets up next door. This, followed by an hour's worth of loud conversations and the clanging of buckets and tools.
Needless to say, I give up on the whole "sleeping" thing for today. I'll try again tonight.
I thought this time of year was supposed to be all "let's sleep with the windows open" "let's light a yummy-smelling candle" "let's get all cozy and warm in bed together." Nope. I'll just be over here sleeping with one eye open. Thank you, Stranger Things. 😒
Have you guys watched it yet?! What are your thoughts? Where is Eleven? What's going to happen to Mike? I can't handle the wait!
PS – Here's the video for this vegan broccoli sauce recipe, just in case you didn't believe me when I said it was easy. 😘 Scroll for the printable version!