@mhrackin: When he said, "What are we having for dinner?" I responded "Veal Parmesan." He devoured that dinner and enjoyed it immensely! About 55 years have passed since then, and I suspect he still doesn't realize the truth.
But now I cannot rest without knowing if he knows or not ... do not delay ... call your brother immediately and then report back to the rest of us!
that you are "pouring over the ancient texts of sprout lore"? I hope they survive the anointing. I too am a lover of the not-so-delicate tang of the Brussels Sprout (although it is certainly an acquired taste). While I don't recall any instances where my parents perpetrated such a hoax on me, I did something similar in my teens to my baby brother (5 years younger). Our parents were off on a business/vacation trip and I was in charge of our home, including meal preparation. For dinner one night, I made eggplant parmesan, one of my personal favorites. My brother, however, had never eaten it, nor did he have any interest in breaking his pefect record in that area. Knowing this, I simply served the eggplant (with the requisite spaghetti/red sauce of course). When he said, "What are we having for dinner?" I responded "Veal Parmesan." He devoured that dinner and enjoyed it immensely! About 55 years have passed since then, and I suspect he still doesn't realize the truth. He has become considerably less finicky about food, so likely he has learned to stop worrying and and love the eggplant.
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