Quarrels over quinoa

“I can’t eat that.” Son #1 stared at his plate, outright defiant. “But it’s an ancient grain grown 12,000 feet above sea level!” I explained, relishing every bite of the quinoa with grilled zucchini, red peppers, garbanzo beans and cumin.

quinoa w/grilled zucchini, chickpeas

Quinoa inspires teen revolt

“No. You keep making all these meals from other places. South Korea, Antarctica, the Andes.”  Not really. So we had Thai-style red curry tempeh on Meatless Monday.  Not really so exotic. The issue is we have been migrating slowly into the zone of non-compliance, a simmering revolt against the healthy meals I’ve been concocting ever since last summer’s over-the-top feasting while traveling.

“If you keep this up, I’ll have to change the name of the blog to DishesMostMenLike,” I warned. “And besides, you eat non-traditional foods all the time. What about last weekend’s roasted rutabagas?” Son #1 acquiesced. “Those were good because they were, well, basic. This stuff is just weird,” he grimaced at the mash-up on his plate. “Well, you liked the turkey and feta meatloaf last night,” I persisted. “Yeah, that’s because it was an adaptation of a conventional food. This isn’t!” Son #2 chimed in: “I’m eating it. I don’t really like it, but I’m eating it.”

"I'll enjoy it more if I can't see it."

He was still feeling pretty smart from his trick the previous night, coming to dinner table blind-folded so he could “focus on my taste buds. I’ll enjoy my food more if I don’t have to look at it.” It was strange, sure, but he cleaned his plate. Turkey meatloaf with feta and sun-dried tomatoes, compliments of Giada De Laurentiis. Steamed brussels sprouts and parslied potatoes. Maybe I should blindfold Son #1 tomorrow night?

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