This chicken does NOT taste like chicken. Just sayin'.
We have kids with food issues so we have to get pretty darn creative around here sometimes. Not only do they have stoopid food allergies, but they also have texture issues when eating. You know, like sensory issues?
In other words PICKY EFFING EATERS. One kid won’t eat anything red. Red is his favorite color. Yes, I haz a confused, too. The other kid only eats crunchy white stuff. See how much fun it is? I feel like a freaking short order cook.
Anyways, the way we initially got the kids to try new foods (because trying new foods to them is equivalent to having their eyelashes plucked out one at a time) was to equate it with something they already knew
Like, pears and apples being similar! They taste almost the same! And they TOTALLY fell for it hook, line and sinker. Getting them to try other things, like meat or protein? Yeah, eyelashes. Again. That took a little more finagling.
One of our favorite analogies to use is chicken. Or bacon. Or chicken and bacon. Salmon is pink chicken! It’s awesome! Tuna casserole is chicken and noodles! Fried Flounder or fish sticks? Chicken fingers! Anything crunchy? Bacon! Look, that burnt cheese on the end? It’s bacon! Fried chicken skin! It’s bacon!
In other words, we survive by compulsively lying to our children.
The only way to figure out WHICH chicken or WHICH bacon they wanted was by listening to the tone of voice of the request. “Mom, I want bacon.” meant bacon. “MOM! MOOOOOM! I WANT BACOOOOON.” meant fried cheese. “Mom. Could we please go to the store to get bacon and chicken?” meant fried chicken.
Mmmmm...bacon. If you don't like it you're dead to me.
We’re also, oddly, not raising vegetarians. As a former vegetarian, I’m not sure how I feel about that. Former, because I cannot resist the power of nitrate-laden pork products. I like meat. Even though Meat is Murder. Tasty, tasty murder.
Yeah, I know. We have no idea what we’re doing. It’s not like they come WITH MANUALS.
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My niece used to not eat anything without ketchup.
She dipped green beans in it like french fries. It was the only way we could get a vegetable down her.
She mixed it in her mac and cheese. I gagged. Till I finally got used to it. But never, ever tried it.
I swear.
God love those who have to deal with picky eaters!
Twitter Name: ASassyRedhead
Dude. Ketchup is the devil. But my kid eats it like it’s a food group.
Twitter Name: thedgoddess
I have an autistic 15 yr old who only loves crunchy french fries, crunchy meat and crunchy fish and crunchy chicken. Even the bread has to be crunchy. NO vegetables. NO fruit. She’s a sweets eater, though. So if I want to get her to eat carrots…I make carrot cake from scratch and use pureed carrots plus the grated kind to make sure she doesn’t pick them all out. We don’t do bacon. We’re Muslim. But she will tear up some “cow fingers” (ground beef rolled into fingers and then fried.) Her cholesterol has got to be thru the roof but I’m too afraid to check it. At least she eats.
I am at that point. At least he eats!
Twitter Name: thedgoddess
“mmmm… bacon. If you don’t like it, you’re dead to me.” This made me laugh out loud.
Seriously, who doesn’t like bacon?
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Twitter Name: thedgoddess
Wait, you mean it’s not bacon on chicken????? I’m never eating it again! LOL