Fire Roasted Artichokes
Here in Los Angeles, we have this restaurant called Houston’s. Or Hillstone. It depends on the time of day and what the current California law is regarding calories being listed on menus. Anyways, Ry and I fell in love with this place so many years ago I feel like it really wasn’t THAT long ago. I mean really, why do I still feel 24 but get carded at the grocery store with TWO kids and feel like a champion when they ask for my ID? Probably because my 32nd birthday is coming on strong on August 24th. Sigh….
Ryan and I have loved artichokes forever and I have spent a lot of time trying to master the Houston artichoke. It’s sweet, but savory and smoky and fire roasted and perfect. And! Alas! I duplicated that tricky little sucker. Ready?