Kids certainly keep you humble.
Lest I think too highly of my culinary skills, my children have a way of keeping me in my place. Just as I'm touting the success of a new pasta creation, enter my children. Otherwise known as the "Snodgrass food critics", they proceed to deem my creation less than delicious and chose instead to forgo an afternoon snack and starve until dinner. What a sacrifice on their part. Apparently the color of pesto reminded one of them of guacamole and no amount of convincing on my part could tell him otherwise. You know it's bad when all four would rather go hungry than eat what's for lunch. I can't say that's ever happened before.
Guess this one's not a keeper after all. Oh well...I liked it.
Lest I think too highly of my culinary skills, my children have a way of keeping me in my place. Just as I'm touting the success of a new pasta creation, enter my children. Otherwise known as the "Snodgrass food critics", they proceed to deem my creation less than delicious and chose instead to forgo an afternoon snack and starve until dinner. What a sacrifice on their part. Apparently the color of pesto reminded one of them of guacamole and no amount of convincing on my part could tell him otherwise. You know it's bad when all four would rather go hungry than eat what's for lunch. I can't say that's ever happened before.
Guess this one's not a keeper after all. Oh well...I liked it.
Yep, I have often come across a recipe and thought, Hmmm, when will the kids be gone? I'd really like to try this one! ha!
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