Our attempts at trying to eat healthier have basically translated into simply using less cheese and more grill. I’m trying, really I am. Trying to stick to proteins and vegetables, occasionally some bread, but making an effort at reducing creamy-ish, pastry-ish, and fried-ish things.
So, our menu tonight, as seen above, was a baked organic whole chicken, broccoli slaw, an assortment of roasted vegetables, and a slice of bread with butter. I’d give myself a B on this one; not as good as my Paula Deen mini-meatloaves from Monday, but passable, for sure.
Of course, our kids pulled up their little noses immediately. In general, they like tan foods:
Jeesh. It sounds like I’m preparing a Biggest Loser Temptation Challenge!…or committing food abuse!
It’s not like they’re eating those foods daily–I’m just saying–if they were Pippy Longstocking and living alone, they certainly wouldn’t seek out steamed edamame. At our house, veggies = bartering.
The kids want to “make a deal” with me to eat 3 broccoli trees instead of the 5 on their plate. Even if I let them choose their veggie I still see them gag it down with their nose plugged and face growing increasingly pink. [seriously, does this happen at your house??] One time my oldest son actually vomited up his asparagus onto his dinner plate. I am not joking.
So ‘ya wanna know the very first comment I heard about tonight’s chicken?
Take a guess.
It was my sweet little girl who looked at me with a squished-up look on her face, eyes welling in the tears of repulsion. And in a split second, we went from thanking Jesus for our food…to this:
Mom, this tastes like the bottom of a shoe.