I am sure Joy the Baker would never lead us astray, but I tried her roasted winter citrus last night, and I must have done something wrong, because... no. Just no. Not sure if it was too much of the herbs de provence (that Alissa brought me from France!) or too little salt or oil or sugar or what, but it was really vile and wrong.
"It tastes like hot fruit" is a direct quote from J, and it was not a compliment. (He ate it, of course, because he eats everything, but I don't think he wants to repeat the experience.)