I grocery shop on Tuesdays. So today, Monday, is the tail end of my grocery week. I plan out my meals each week, but I just wasn't in the mood for the last meal left on my list. (Wade agreed.) And fast food wasn't in the budget tonight. I suggested pasta. Veto. Wade said he'd prefer something light. I rummaged through the cupboards but nothing looked good. I asked God to help me come up with something decent...
After scouring the fridge I had a plan! Gourmet salads with Romaine lettuce, baby spinach, chicken strips, leftover citrus fruits, walnuts, & a yummy raspberry walnut vinaigrette. Honestly, I thought it tasted like something you'd pay $8.95 for at a restaurant. Apparently my family didn't agree.
For the next 20 minutes, I heard nothing but comments such as these:
"This is what we're having for supper?"
"Is this all we're having?"
"Can I just have chicken nuggets?"
"How much of this do I have to eat?"
"Why did you make this, Mom?"
"Um, I should have had you leave the dressing off mine." (That one was from hubby.)
"The fruit is hurting my canker sores." (That one was from hubby, too.)
"The walnuts smell like the chicken." (Hubby again.)
OK people.
This is coming from a family who is used to eating good amounts of fruits and vegetables--and salads often. Guess they just don't like the combo as the main dish. Finally I told them with a smile and as much kindness as I could muster...to fend for themselves. I tried.
