Not for nothing... but I cooked up such good food this holiday season, I almost scared myself.
At Thanksgiving it was a feast of Turkey, mashed potatoes, stuffing, a nutty brussel sprout dish, and ham.
Then at Christmas, prime rib with black eyed peas and rice, scalloped potatoes, broccoli gratin, a shrimp dish, corn, and an encore performace of the brussel sprouts.
All of my guests ate hearty... and raved over the food. So I didn't even notice that it turns out my daughter Ashley, barely ate anything at either holiday spread.
I was asking her yesterday what she thought of Mommy's turkey and prime rib and all that stuff.
"I didn't like it," she said. "Didn't eat it."
I asked her, "Well, what did you eat?"
She responded, "Bread, corn, some rice."
I was dumbfounded. While I was scurrying around the kitchen making sure my guest were well fed, it turns out that my seven-year-old was turning up her nose at most of the food put in front of her. I should have seen it coming.
Turns out the food I cooked was just too sophisticated for my Ashley. I mean, how many kids her age really look forward to a slice of prime rib with all the fixings? And turkey and ham aren't really her thing, unless it's processed and served between two slices of bread with a little mayo.
I feel kind of bad... but I do know that eventually my kid's tastes will evolve.
But until that happens, next holiday season I'll consider all the traditional dishes....
.... with a side of chicken fingers and tater tots just for her.
