At my house, we are not vegetarians. We eat vegetables, but we are very much carnivorous too. I guess that makes us omnivores. Or eatatarians. We eat.
But I digress. I can't exactly recall how it all started, but over the course of raising four children (which, of course, I am still in the process of doing), I've developed some strategies to get my reluctant eaters to eat. One of those strategies has been to call what ever food it is by the name of a food they like. In short, I lie about the source of the food.
Most often, I've had to do this regarding meat sources as my children never really balked at eating vegetables. So, when serving steak, a child who was reluctant to eat it because it was a brown color heard, "What?! It's chicken. You like chicken. Eat it." And she complied.
Last night, I realized that I've completely muddled the minds of my little darlings. I was serving steak. My six year old questioned, "Mom, what kind of chicken is this?"
My reply? "Beef."
1 week ago
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This watermelon takes like poop.
BOL
I had a fish taco at Gracie's the other night that tasted like chicken. I found out later it was chicken, and that was a relief, I can tell you.
Really - I could have swore she told me that she made some excellent fish tacos for you all.
Was she making the international pointing finger at the head and making circles with it sign for "crazy" when she said, "Yeah...right...it was chicken in those fish tacos."
j/k
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