Grilled Romaine Lettuce, or Getting My Thug On

grilled veggies are some classy shit

Is grilled lettuce genius? According to the potty-mouth with skills behind Thug Kitchen, it’s something ‘simpleminded motherfuckers wouldn’t even consider.’ Guess I’m one of them. Or at least I was before last night.

You want glowing coals going ashy, or just not ‘crazy hot,’ says Thug.  Slice as many Romaine heads as you want lengthwise. Don’t remove the outer leaves and don’t bother rinsing the lettuce either. The Thug made a smart sauce for these, but I merely doused them with olive oil and sprinkled with salt, pepper, and Parm cheese. I grilled the B-sides first until slightly blackened, then flipped them and grilled the soft underbellies a couple more minutes.

How’s my shit now, Mr. Thug? Classy enough for you? Thanks for raising the fucking bar. 

 

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