Me: "Older Son, we just finished dinner get out of the cookies."
Older Son: "I have to eat a cookie every night right after dinner to get the taste out of my mouth."
Some people would take this as an insult. Truth be told, I sure do. I used to have dinner parties on a regular basis. Is it possible that these people all ate before they came? Or went home laughing? Or agreed amongst themselves “never to speak of this” again?
Anyway, I also take this as a challenge. After all, life isn’t just about baked goods. If it were, I’d be a pretty popular Mom at meal time. But somehow, I’ve got to find some new recipes these people like.
When the kids were little, the Doctor advised a “yes, maybe, no” approach to meals. I was told to put one thing on their plate that they would eat, one they might eat and one they probably would not eat. They should be required to at least try everything, and hopefully get used to new tastes and textures. Guess whether this worked in my house or not. No way. Jason is as stubborn as… well… me. He wasn’t going to eat anything he didn’t want to eat. He lost so much weight we ended up consulting a Dietitian and adding supplements to his milk.
And then there’s Younger Son. Younger Son has a hyperactive gag reflex, lucky me. This means that if you insist that he eat something he doesn’t like (or doesn’t like the looks of, smell of, texture of…) he’d immediately shall we say "release" it. I, one year, had 20 people to dinner for Thanksgiving and made the mistake of making Younger Son try the turkey. BIG mistake, right Susan? Yup, he exploded. Right there in the dining room. My friend Susan jumped up and quickly yanked the highchair into the kitchen. Very appetizing. I had to live with Justin’s preferences or suffer the consequences. Younger Son ate chicken nuggets, pizza and lobster (well, his Mom IS a New Englander after all).
We’ve come a long way since those days. My kids can actually name (unfortunately, on one hand) dinners I make that they like. But here I am, day after day, desperately trying to feed this family and still seeking approval. Told you I was stubborn.
Adapted from BuffaloChicken Bites recipe: penniesonaplatter.com