
A couple of you (hi Lee! hi Kate!) have requested that I share how to cook an artichoke and I am happy to comply because it means eating another artichoke! Woo!
When I was a kid, artichokes were a Treat Food. You have these, right? Something that your parents would make or buy very occasionally, usually for some special circumstance. And because of the rare, special nature of these foods, they became, perhaps forever, a Treat.
It’s funny to think back on the Treat Foods of my childhood:
- “Real” Coca Cola: This was something that we only got when we were home sick. It was usually served warm and flat, to settle the stomach. (Is any of this even based in any sort of physiological reality? Who knows!) For a long time after I was living on my own, I’d order Coke at a restaurant because of that special thrill it gave me, of having something normally forbidden.
- “Real” Sprite/7Up: With exception of the aforementioned Sick Days Coke, my parents didn’t keep full-sugar soda on hand. So on the very rare occasions I got to go out to dinner, I’d order a Shirley Temple. Oh man, was that a special treat! Sugar swirled with sugar topped with sugar disguised as a fruit! YUM.
- Lobster Tail: I mean, even NOW that I am a grown-up who can buy Coke and artichokes any damn time she wants to, lobster tails remain very oooh-la-la. Once in a blue moon, my parents would order lobster tails from Omaha Steaks or one of those other mail order companies and we’d have them for dinner. My mom prepared lobster tails for my junior prom — and we even got to eat them in the Fancy Dining Room! — which made the evening even more special.
- Cracklin’ Oat Bran: As a kid, the only cereals my parents would buy on the regular were Rice Krispies or Shredded Wheat – and we’re talking the big hay bale type of Shredded Wheat, not Frosted Mini Wheats. Once in a while, they’d bend the rules and buy a treasured box of Frosted Flakes or Kix. Mayyyybe some Corn Pops. Oh, how I longed for all the sugary, kid-friendly cereals advertised on Saturday morning in between episodes of DuckTales and Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (heroes in a half shell, turtle power) (why is it that I can completely forget to take Carla to her weekly ballet lesson, but I have the entire lyrics of this cartoon theme song firmly locked into my brain?). Cocoa Puffs, Trix, Cap’n Crunch, Lucky Charms, From Loops, Cookie Crisp, Golden Grahams — they all sounded so decadent and magical! But no. Those cereals were not permitted in our home. Instead, to prevent us from growing bored of Rice Krispies and Shredded Wheat — though I can assure you the boredom was instantaneous — sometimes my parents would buy a box of Grape-Nuts or Raisin Bran. (I’d rather choke down a pillow of dry Shredded Wheat than eat a raisin.) However, possibly because the name makes it sound much more respectable than it is, they would occasionally be persuaded to buy a box of Cracklin’ Oat Bran. Which is DELICIOUS. I bought a box for Carla the other day and told her it tasted like cookies. Which is 100% true.
- Crab Rangoon: I totally get why these were a Treat Food: they are SUPER hard to make. My mother would make her own – make the filling, fill the wonton wrappers, fry them in oil on the back porch — and we’d have them on very special occasions. She would even make a plum sauce to dip them in. Oh man were they tasty. Whenever I see them on the menu somewhere, I order them because they are still so reminiscent of Special Times.
Anyway. Artichokes were on the list of Treat Foods, too. My mom would steam them and then serve them with tiny cups of butter for dipping. They seemed daunting, when I was a kid. Finding them was tricky. In our rural northern town, they weren’t available very often. And when they were, I imagine they cost a pretty penny. Plus, after you ate all the delicious leaves, you had to deal with the choke. YUCK. I was so disturbed by the choke that I never ate the heart – which, it turns out, is the BEST PART. Well. I know better now.
Living in a Major City now, in a day and setting where you can get anything at anytime, it is much easier to get my hand on artichokes. And I’ve discovered a very easy way to make them. And they are DELICIOUS.

I will tell you that they aren’t quick. Prepping them takes maybe… five minutes. But you have to cook them for 30 minutes, so they require planning ahead.
Here’s how you do it.
Preheat your oven to 400 degrees F. Prepare a large cookie sheet with foil or a Silpat or whatever.

Trim your artichoke stem. You can absolutely eat the stem of the artichoke, although it can get pretty tough after cooking so long. So I like to cut it to about an inch or so in length. (Stem not pictured above.)
Wash your artichoke. I use a veggie spray that may or may not do anything, but it makes me FEEL like I’m cleaning my veggies more thoroughly than with plain old water.
(I used to use a different kind of veggie spray, which is cheaper on Amazon and gets better reviews, but I can’t find it anymore at my local grocery store. And I like how the Rebel Green seems like actual soap. Which I acknowledge may be a turnoff for others.)
Trim your artichoke leaves. Some websites say to cut the top quarter or so of your artichoke off, and you can definitely do that. Or you can use kitchen shears and snip off the sharp end of every leaf. Or you can come to my grocery store where someone does it for you.
Cut your artichoke in half vertically. You’ll need a nice big knife for this.

Remove the choke. The choke is the fuzzy part in the middle. I use a big spoon to scoop it out, and then I rinse the artichoke to get any bits of fuzz out. It’s okay if you throw away some of the inner leaves, too – they are hard to eat because they are so small. The heart of your artichoke will discolor almost immediately once you remove the choke. I’ve tried rubbing it briskly with a cut lemon, but that doesn’t really help. And you’re going to roast it so it will turn nice and brown anyway.
Use a pastry brush to apply olive oil to your artichoke. I use about a tablespoon, and add it to all sides. Then sprinkle both sides liberally with coarse salt and freshly ground pepper. You can squeeze a lemon into the inside of your artichoke too, if you please. Or even nestle a slice of lemon inside the empty space where the choke was, but it’s totally up to you; it doesn’t make a huge difference, taste-wise.
Put your artichoke halves on your prepared cookie sheet, cut side down. Roast for 30 minutes. You’ll know that your artichoke is done when you can pull one of the outer leaves and it comes off easily. (Choose a leaf from the bottom third of your artichoke, but not one closest to the stem. They don’t pull off easily, and the artichoke will be hot, and you’ll burn your fingers and also incorrectly assume the artichoke isn’t done cooking.)

While your artichoke is cooking, make a dipping sauce. I like lemon juice plus melted butter (1 Tbsp melted butter, zest and juice of half a lemon), or lemon juice plus Greek yogurt (2 Tbsp plain Greek yogurt, zest and juice of half lemon or more to taste). I usually add salt and minced garlic to both sauces, and sometimes paprika to the yogurt. A chipotle yogurt mixture would also be delicious.

You eat an artichoke in a Leaves First fashion, scraping your teeth against the bottom part of the leaf to remove the meat. As you get deeper into the artichoke, the leaves have more meat until sometimes you’re eating half to three-quarters of the leaf itself.

The heart is the best part. In the picture, I am eating it with a knife and fork like a proper human. In reality, I often leave the heart in one piece and dunk it in the sauce with my bare hands. Decadent!
Enjoy!

We used to have flat ginger ale when we were sick! I can’t drink ginger ale because of the association. My mom did not believe in sugar cereals either, but I actually loved those hay bale Shredded Wheats (I think I put a spoon of sugar on it). God, I haven’t had that for years. I wonder what it would be like now. We also had Shreddies, Cheerios, and Raisin Bran but once in a while my mom would buy Honey Combs and damn, that is one yummy cereal. I mean, totally not nutritious. But yummy.
It’s funny you mention sugar, because that is exactly what I did: a spoon full of (brown) sugar right on top of the hay bale to make it palatable. Also on further reflection, my memory is that I wasn’t super opposed to the (non) taste, I just hate soggy cereal in milk.
I have something to contribute on the subject of Coke! He may have just been perpetuating a childhood myth of his own (the way I would certainly advocate gingerale because I had it as a child when sick), BUT when I worked at a pharmacy, the pharmacist suggested flat room-temperature Coke (not diet Coke) to people who asked for advice about stomach viruses. He claimed it really did work for that. I really liked him, so I am now invested in believing it’s true.
I am going to have to try Crackin’ Oat Bran now. I was definitely fooled by the name into thinking it fell into the category of cereals that includes unsweetened shredded wheat, Grape-Nuts, etc.
I am fully prepared to believe Coke has medicinal properties. I seem to remember learning, at the Coca Cola factory/museum in Atlanta some years ago, that Coke was originally intended to alleviate headaches? Also maybe it at one time had real cocaine in it?
Cracklin’ Oat Bran is delicious. I am sorry its dietarily responsible name has fooled you for so long.
You know- I probably haven’t had artichokes in over 15 years-but I LOVED them when I was a kid! We always used to steam them, but I’m going to try this method and have them next week!
I hope you enjoy it!
Thank you! I am now going to have to get another couple of artichokes so as to try your preparation method! (oh, the hardship…)
When my kids were little, Cracklin Oat Bran was a treat food for them because my mom used to always have it at her house, along with flavored oatmeal packets. She moved out West six years ago so now we mostly see her when she comes East. I wonder if they even remember those cereals.
Oh, I loved crab rangoons back when I ate meat.
Love the treat foods! Crab Rangoon! YUM. I haven’t had that in years (but didn’t try it until I was in college).
We were given either ginger ale or Coke when we felt icky. I totally think they help.
And thanks for the artichoke advice! I can’t wait to get my family to try this! (My Grandmother served it once, and I think it’s the only time I ever had it. I was about 10 and remember it feeling SO fancy.)
Do… we have the same parents?! Because this list is eerily familiar.