Every day I wrack my brains for ideas for what to cook for supper. You know not the open the bag & pour, type of supper but the balanced, low fat kinda supper that is good for all & tasty enough to be eaten by Max. As I stand over the chopping board dicing & slicing veg & or whatever....I mumble & moan about what a pain it is to have to cook every day. Over the years I have had a very tumultuous relationship with eating...or not for many years... (but that is another story entirely).
So my favourite kitchen mantra, heard countless times by all who know me, is:
"Why is it that we can't just take a pill"....or "Why haven't they developed a replicator machine like in Star Trek yet?"
moan, moan, moan, whinge, whinge, whinge.....blah, blah, blah!
Well last night, my 100's of hours spent pouring over a hot stove were all made worth it....at the dinner table Max turns to me, puts his hand on my arm & says:
"Mama, you are the BEST food maker in the whole wide world....I love your food!"
....well, I melted into a puddle under the table, along side the remnants of spilt pasta supper....suitably chastised for my pathetic attitude. I am pleased to say I have a renewed lease on my kitchen duties, as I once again haul out my recipe books looking for inspiration. God knew when he gave us these little ones, that their uses far surpassed torture, sleep deprivation, harassment & drastically reducing bank balances...but that they were given to us to poke, prod, teach & endure us back to the reality that things aren't so bad after all.
KJ
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So my favourite kitchen mantra, heard countless times by all who know me, is:
"Why is it that we can't just take a pill"....or "Why haven't they developed a replicator machine like in Star Trek yet?"
moan, moan, moan, whinge, whinge, whinge.....blah, blah, blah!
Well last night, my 100's of hours spent pouring over a hot stove were all made worth it....at the dinner table Max turns to me, puts his hand on my arm & says:
"Mama, you are the BEST food maker in the whole wide world....I love your food!"
....well, I melted into a puddle under the table, along side the remnants of spilt pasta supper....suitably chastised for my pathetic attitude. I am pleased to say I have a renewed lease on my kitchen duties, as I once again haul out my recipe books looking for inspiration. God knew when he gave us these little ones, that their uses far surpassed torture, sleep deprivation, harassment & drastically reducing bank balances...but that they were given to us to poke, prod, teach & endure us back to the reality that things aren't so bad after all.
KJ
XXX
So, I know there's a 12 hour difference, but I just posted a recipe that Max just might eat since all of my kiddos did the other night. You could also serve with pasta. Take care sweetie and tell Max what a sweet son he is.
ReplyDeleteHugs,
Misty
awww, what a sweet boy that Max... :)
ReplyDeleteI'm telling ya, try out my recipes. I have them posted and I made them easy to follow too. My kids eat every one of them.
ReplyDeleteI made lasagne tonight and it was very good. (I have a cross-stiched picture saying "never trust a skinny cook") I love eating more than I love cooking, but I am such a good cook...maybe if I wasn't I'd be thinner?
ReplyDeleteFood shmnood.
ReplyDeleteAmazing what a simple statement from a 4yr old can accomplish.
WOW! What a beautiful child you have!!! That is sooo sweet of Max to say such nice things... and sooo cool you can find a way to make him eat! Each night is a fight with Coco to have her eat something. Connor, I don't even try. Thank God for good old cheese sticks and yogurt.
ReplyDeleteMax melts Gramsy and Pop's heart - we love him to bits wish we lived closer....love ya'lllll
ReplyDeleteAaawh! That is sooo precious Kim!!!
ReplyDeleteHi Kim
ReplyDeletePosted a little surprise on my blog for you today. Thanks for your inspiration ...
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