If you could’ve  known me six years ago you would understand the gravity of me making a brussel sprouts recipe. I mean, I was so fucking picky. The only vegetables in my diet at the time were potatoes (but not sweet potatoes) and carrots (but only prepared certain ways). You would never convince me to eat Brussels.  Then in walked Dave Brown. We were actually already friends for a while before this. He had taken me out to dinner one day (as friends) when he was having a bad day and needed company. It was on him because your girl was broke as hell. He took me to this really nice…