Not too long ago on the TU Parent to Parent blog, Tracy said, “I asked my girls what kind of meals they think they’ll cook when they are on their own.” The answers were a little demoralizing. She suggested that readers ask, too, and report in the comments.
I thought it was an interesting question, so I asked my kids.
J said, “Artichokes, that pork and apple thing we’re making tonight, and Naked Spaghetti.” J remains obsessed with artichokes. Naked Spaghetti is spaghetti with a bit of olive oil & butter, Parmesan & Asiago cheeses, basil, and garlic salt, all to taste.
I loved M’s answer. The first words out of her mouth were, “Not the junky stuff that some people have, like right out of the microwave. I’d make chicken chowder, quesadillas, and ‘Octupus’ because they’re classics and they’re awesome.” I sort of can’t believe that I haven’t shared these recipes already, although “Octopus” is really a flank steak recipe from Cute W’s family. M then proceeded to give me the never-before-shared inside scoop on some inadequacies she had noticed at friends’ houses, including one home where the mama always seems about 400% more with-it and together than me. So I was feeling like the Rockin’ Excellent Mama.
Of course, then I didn’t comment because it felt too snotty to say, “Wow, my 7-year-old named a vegetable first, and I’m the Best. Mother. Ever.” I blew it all off and saved it for some night when I was feeling blog-lazy. Like tonight. When I checked the link tonight, I noticed that no one ever commented. That’s so today’s parenting. Either your kids only like to eat crap and you don’t want to admit, or they like vegetables and you don’t want to rub the other mamas noses in it! Talk about damned if you do, damned if you don’t.