The Slow Regard of Silent Things by Patrick RothfussMy rating: 5 of 5 stars
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23 January 2015
19 January 2015
School Lunches
A few months ago Ellie asked me if I could please make school lunches for her. For some reason this really surprised me, although happily so. Of course, I'd love to make lunches for her, but that was when I was juggling way too much in my career and collecting data for my PhD. Travel was off the hook. Even if I wanted to do my French bread, cheese, and cold cut veggies that I often gave her during Kindergarten, I simply wasn't there enough to do so.
After explaining the constraints, her shoulders slightly slumped and she toddled off.
Big mistake.
In paying for the lunches online at some point in December, I saw a place where I could look at the meal history. Pizza, corn dogs, hamburgers, chicken nuggets, and ham slices. Seriously? Every one of these items I equated as NOT being food. Research ensued. While apparently some sort of terrifying fruit cup and emaciated vegetable accompanied such "main courses", I suddenly saw why lunches were a mere $2.30 a meal. My Starbucks raised little girl who rejects all forms of fast food, and prefers her avocados to be sliced with a drizzle of honey was being tortured.
As usual, I overreacted, but Ellie's not upset about it. We have thoroughly looked through this lovely little book together, and the great experiments are underway.
With some serious time carved out for including Ellie in the foodie behaviour in the house, her first lunch from me this year is carrots roasted in honey and toasted cumin/coriander (one of her favourite dishes) with a roll-up of whipped cream cheese, dates, celery, and Boston Bibb.
Poor thing. In her delight, she actually seemed downright relieved. I don't particularly have a lot of time to engage in making these lunches, but in reality, she asks very little. If she wants good food, I'm going to count myself lucky :)
After explaining the constraints, her shoulders slightly slumped and she toddled off.
Big mistake.
In paying for the lunches online at some point in December, I saw a place where I could look at the meal history. Pizza, corn dogs, hamburgers, chicken nuggets, and ham slices. Seriously? Every one of these items I equated as NOT being food. Research ensued. While apparently some sort of terrifying fruit cup and emaciated vegetable accompanied such "main courses", I suddenly saw why lunches were a mere $2.30 a meal. My Starbucks raised little girl who rejects all forms of fast food, and prefers her avocados to be sliced with a drizzle of honey was being tortured.
As usual, I overreacted, but Ellie's not upset about it. We have thoroughly looked through this lovely little book together, and the great experiments are underway.
With some serious time carved out for including Ellie in the foodie behaviour in the house, her first lunch from me this year is carrots roasted in honey and toasted cumin/coriander (one of her favourite dishes) with a roll-up of whipped cream cheese, dates, celery, and Boston Bibb.Poor thing. In her delight, she actually seemed downright relieved. I don't particularly have a lot of time to engage in making these lunches, but in reality, she asks very little. If she wants good food, I'm going to count myself lucky :)
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