I took part in an interesting ramble about broccoli last night. One was in the process of cooking up some when one decided to go on a rant about Diner/Restaurant rubber broccoli. I couldn't have agreed more with one's passion for the trials and tribulations of ordering, receiving, and the disappointment that follows when this rubbery flimsy green finally hits the mouth and must be chewed with the knowledge that this broccoli was, most likely, microwaved to death, and now it's you that must suffer it's impermeable texture.
Last nights broccoli was perfect. Crisp, tasteful, excellent...cold (unintentionally).