The world is not ending. Despite what you may believe, seeing as I am showing you a bowl full of broccoli. The goat cheese makes up for it though, let’s be honest. Wait! SHIELD YOUR EYES. JK JK. Remember back when JK was the OMG of this butchered slang language? Also, instead of back, I just wrote “bacon” by mistake so I can already see how this day is going to go. Greeeeeat. I’m shockingly SUPER excited to tell you about this bowl full of goodness because it tastes like heaven. Yes, me – Jessica – is using the word “broccoli” in the same sentence as “heaven” and no, I did not trip and fall head first into a bucket full of wine. Truly, I only made this pasta because of Max. It's all his fault, so you can totally blame him. I don’t know if I can say that Max really has a favorite food yet, but he loves broccoli. I’ve been giving it to him for about three months now and it’s most likely because it’s super easy to grab and he can hold the stalk and chew, but it is by far his favorite.