About a week or so ago, I was hanging out with a pile of little bests.. ok not beast but children. I like to take in all the children in the family from time to time, and hang out doing kid stuff all day..... I made them all breakfast, lunch, and gave them snacks through out the day.
When it came to dinner time one of the girls asked me if we can go out for a good meal.. I smile at her and asked her what exactly a good meal meant to her... and she informed me that it is one you do not have to cook !! Then another one piped in telling me how great it was to have crayons at the table... I couldn't believe what I was hearing, as tons of the best meals I have ever eaten were made from scratch by my own mother.. I told them how if you don't appreciate cooking your own food then you miss out on everything that makes the meal so good.. A bunch of wrinkled noses and awes quickly filled the room.. before I gave in with some pop corn and kicked them out of my kitchen
This really made me think about how many people like to cook and do do on a regular basis, and how many people eat out all the time?????
I grew up having regular family meals... helped out in the kitchen, helped clean up afterwards.. and it was a time when everyone sat down together and bonded.. with out the distractions of anything other than the family at the table. I find these meals very important and almost sacred to my family and friends around me. I wonder if they are really important to others???? If they are initiated, or enforced... If other kids are allowed to just blow them off if they please.. lord knows I was never allowed to, My mother would have my head if I did, mind you I come from a fairly traditional old fashioned family... Ironically enough !!
In the end, with the beasts I grabbed some colouring books, and set them down at the table... with a pile of markers. When the spaghetti was ready, they all dove in and loved it !!!! the youngest, who is barely a year.. was the messiest.. and there was sauce all over the walls.. floor every where... I laughed at them all and took some pictures.. then ran a bath for the bigger ones.. and filled the sink up in the kitchen for the youngest.. and began the long hall of cleaning up after them.
Its not like a restaurant and at times I think how nice it would be just to walk away and let someone else deal with it.... but these are the moments I live for ... in every great meal !!
what makes a great meal for you ?????
food... time.. place..location.. company ????
Sincerely True
Tianna
When it came to dinner time one of the girls asked me if we can go out for a good meal.. I smile at her and asked her what exactly a good meal meant to her... and she informed me that it is one you do not have to cook !! Then another one piped in telling me how great it was to have crayons at the table... I couldn't believe what I was hearing, as tons of the best meals I have ever eaten were made from scratch by my own mother.. I told them how if you don't appreciate cooking your own food then you miss out on everything that makes the meal so good.. A bunch of wrinkled noses and awes quickly filled the room.. before I gave in with some pop corn and kicked them out of my kitchen
This really made me think about how many people like to cook and do do on a regular basis, and how many people eat out all the time?????
I grew up having regular family meals... helped out in the kitchen, helped clean up afterwards.. and it was a time when everyone sat down together and bonded.. with out the distractions of anything other than the family at the table. I find these meals very important and almost sacred to my family and friends around me. I wonder if they are really important to others???? If they are initiated, or enforced... If other kids are allowed to just blow them off if they please.. lord knows I was never allowed to, My mother would have my head if I did, mind you I come from a fairly traditional old fashioned family... Ironically enough !!
In the end, with the beasts I grabbed some colouring books, and set them down at the table... with a pile of markers. When the spaghetti was ready, they all dove in and loved it !!!! the youngest, who is barely a year.. was the messiest.. and there was sauce all over the walls.. floor every where... I laughed at them all and took some pictures.. then ran a bath for the bigger ones.. and filled the sink up in the kitchen for the youngest.. and began the long hall of cleaning up after them.
Its not like a restaurant and at times I think how nice it would be just to walk away and let someone else deal with it.... but these are the moments I live for ... in every great meal !!
what makes a great meal for you ?????
food... time.. place..location.. company ????
Sincerely True
Tianna