Baked Artichoke Hearts

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Dinner tonight is another type of gluten-free sausage purchased at the market this past weekend. They are Hawaiian flavoured - which means they are pork bacon sausages with pineapple in them. SO AMAZING. I told the lady at the market that I was super excited. About sausages. Yeah...

So any way, since I don't know how to make the sausages, and the other side to dinner is some baked zucchini which I have already given a recipe for, I decided to try baked artichoke hearts. The Boyfriend has never really had artichoke - aside from in those hot cheesy dips served at every restaurant ever - and I've only had them once or twice. Plus, these ones are smothered in cheese so they're essentially the same as the dip. I'm looking to have him experience new things, not terrify him in to avoiding vegetables.



I actually wanted to make stuffed artichokes but I couldn't find any whole artichokes anywhere and also, YAY because whole artichokes kind of scare me.

As a semi-related side note, my parents tried baked artichokes for the first time on the weekend and when I asked what it was they had made, my dad referred to them as "Those spiky vegetables. Avocados!"



Baked Artichoke Hearts
Original recipe here

What You Need
1 14 oz. can artichoke hearts, drained
1 Tbsp olive oil
1/2 tsp Italian seasoning
1/2 tsp garlic powder
Salt & pepper to taste
1/2 cup shaved Parmesan cheese, divided

What You Do
1. Preheat oven to 375F and spray a small dutch oven or casserole dish with non-stick spray
2. Place artichoke hearts in dish, open ends up - use your fingers to loosen them a bit if they are squished close from the can
3. Drizzle olive oil over hearts, sprinkle with Italian seasoning, garlic powder, salt and pepper
4. Top with 1/4 cup of the Parmesan cheese
5. Bake for 15 minutes, uncovered
6. Remove from oven - turn on broiler. Top with remaining Parmesan cheese
7. Return to oven and broil 1-2 minutes, or until cheese is brown and bubbly

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The Boyfriend takes Lola for a hike every weekend, and she's always tired as shit when she comes home. Like, barely makes it up to the apartment before she crashes, can not be roused for anything short of a robbery, tired.

We were being mean and flip flopping her around yesterday because she's so dang cute when exhausted. She somehow ended up like this and was quite content to sleep like that for awhile.


Oh, ignore my tacky couch-coverings. Lola loves the new couch but she sheds like crazy, so I keep it covered when she's up, sitting like a weirdo.