As I was dropping Izzy off at school this morning I had the unfortunate occasion to witness the following: One of his classmates was arriving with a box of Dunkin Munchkins in hand. I spotted them instantly and tried not to recoil in horror as she happily reported she would be sharing them with the class. Her mother looked down in shame, admitting they weren't the best choice but her child needed breakfast." GREAT. WONDERFUL. Couldn't she just pick up a bagel or muffin at Basic, the local coffee spot?
My heart sank. Would all of my efforts be for naught? Would Izzy take one bite of a Munchkin and be transported to junk food heaven? Do I need to move to the woods to keep Izzy from Booty and Munchkins? What is a real foodist to do? I left school wondering how many munchkins my boy would eat...
When I picked him up from school, I was pleasantly surprised to discover that he had eaten most of this lunch; tofu/broccoli and rice...yogurt for dessert. He made no mention of munchkins and when I asked what he had for snack he said, "Crackers Mama. I told you, crackers." Phew, somehow, some way the teachers kept the Munchkins away.. I would love to know who ate them..
I certainly am not opposed to all doughnuts and Izzy does have a predilection for the homemade blueberry doughnuts from the Stony Hill Farms stand at Newport..but those are a horse of a different color.
Izzy Eats: The art of raising a gourmand, one bite at a time
Stirring tales of eating, cooking and foraging in my never-ending quest to provide, great-tasting (local and organic whenever possible) EATS for me and my boy(s).