Picky Eaters Plus My Dinner Table = A Recipe For Disaster
I. Can't. Stand. Them.
Picky eaters, that is.
They work my nerves with their empty forks and their I don't eat that declarations and their turned-up noses, acting like I just placed a steaming pile of pooh on their dinner plates. What kind of madness is this, kids inviting themselves to dinner and then sitting down to my table, announcing what they will and will not eat, even as they watch me stand over that hot stove, preparing a healthy, kid-friendly home made feast? When did this become acceptable dinner table etiquette?
What's got me in a tizzy?
Yet another one of Mari's friends stayed for dinner a couple nights ago and promptly ran down the list of stuff on my stove that she wasn't going to eat. Apparently, smothered chicken and sautÃ©ed string beans were going to make her hurl a lung. It didn't matter that she'd never tasted it before, or that both my girls were insisting it was, like, the best meal ever. She was just all, No.
I'm only going to have the rice, please, with lots of butter.
I mean, I get the three-year-old who only eats beige food and the occasional peanut butter-smothered carrot stick. I had one of those. If it wasn't a chicken nugget, a french fry, applesauce or popcorn, she wasn't eating it. But we put an end to those shenanigans around age five; by then, if she wasn't eating some version of the same meal the rest of the family was eating, she wasn't eating. By age six, she was subjected to the same rule as every other kid in the house: You have to try it at least three times in three different meals before you decide you don't like it. (Almost always by the third try, they're total fans, trust.) And even if you don't like it, oh well, then you don't eat. I'm not hiding vegetables in your sauce to get you to the magical number of daily servings; I'm not cooking something separate from what everyone else is eating; and sitting at my table without eating your veggies, protein, and healthy starches is not an option.
And from now on, I declare before Sweet Baby Jesus and 10 episodes of Jamie Oliver's Food Nation that the same rules will apply to visitors. Because here's what I'm not figuring to do: I'm not short-order cooking for your kid because you allowed her to go through 11-years-worth of dinners without so much as tasting salad and turning down all 300 of the Earth's vegetables, and empowered her with the right to tell grown-ups what to put on her plate.
Yeah, I said it.
I'm a foodie, see? I appreciate that the world is full of beautiful food and incredible flavors and delicious aromas and eclectic textures, and I happen to think my kids should be blessed with that knowledge, too. Mari, Lila, and Mazi are on their way, for sure: They eat sushi and okra and Jamaican ackee and codfish ox tails and brussel sprouts and all kinds of fish drizzled with fancy sauces. The little ones are enrolled every summer in our local Young Chef's Academy so that they can learn their way around the kitchen and try out some new recipes and pick up a few more stove skills, and together, we catalogue our recipes in our Home Made Love Family Recipe Book so that they can document their favorites and keep them for meals they'll make with their own families someday.
Turning down a dish because they don't like the way it looks or smells never occurs to them; if it's food, they're going to try it and most likely like it and want to add it to the repertoire (if you can cook, of course). Suffice to say, they're not going to be the kids who go to another country and bypass the world's best cuisines for a Quarter Pounder with Cheese. Ain't happening.
And I'm not hardly about to entertain anybody else's little one running my kitchen and my dinner table and driving me up the wall with their requests for something other than what I've put on their dinner plates.
So if your kid is a picky eater, let her get her grub on before she comes over to the house, or be prepared to come pick her up before dinner time, m'kay? #sooverit.
NOTE: This piece originally was written for my column at Parenting.com’s The Parenting Post. To see the rest of my columns there and to enjoy great mom-to-mom advice on raising children, visit Parenting’s MyBrownBaby page.
AMEN! Totally agree with you! Oh and i love your try it 3 times in 3 different meals thing i think i may apply that to my own life and my kids too. My kid is becoming a picky im not hungry eater and hes about to be 2 they say its a phase but hey my cure has become "if your not eating with the family prepare to go to be hungry i'm sure you will eat next time i say its time to eat" Loved todays post!
I hear you! Every summer when the kids' friends come to visit from NY I welcome them to the Mercado Family Vegetarian Bootcamp. No menus, no hassles, no substitutions!
Three Cheers for that! If they're in your house, they're subject to your rules, and that includes food choices. Mamas should do what I do and simply arm their kiddos with the foods they do eat if they know they have a picky eater (or in our case, if they're Type A dan a mug about what their children eat). I wish one of Marley or Sage's friends would turn up their nose at dinner time. As my wise old granny used to say when we dared to order what we thought we should have for dinner: "You goin' eat Air pie and Breeze Cake fi dinner!"
I totally agree with you. I had a child visiting us today, who told me he didn't eat what I was preparing for lunch. So his choices were to eat what is before him or nothing. He ate what was before him without a complaint.
Wow…while I certainly will not make a completely separate meal for one of my kids friends I will say that…this child is a guest of my child and I will do my best to make them comfortable…As I would any guest who came by. My kids eat veggies…lots in fact. Different strokes and if you only want rice then fine…rice it is…but for me and mine they will eat a full meal. I will give my two cents on the importance of eating well balanced meals and how its slightly disrespectful to say you'll hurl at something I have been slaving away with….but it is not my child and you can take the opportunity to show them a different way but it is up to them to accept it.
I agree. I hate when adults or children do not taste something first before they give you their negative opinion about the taste. lol