My photographer friend, Elizabeth, was kind enough to consent to do a "foodie shoot" with me because I happened to need a decent photo of myself and Izzy for a project (fingers crossed) I hope to see in print. At first it was all fun, games and laughter but when it came time to upload the photos, some computer gadgetry went afoul and we had to go back and try to recapture the magic.
The second go round was more grimacing than glowing, with Izzy becoming less and less cooperative. After the second session, we went back to Elizabeth's house for more uploading.
We worked until nearly dinnertime while our boys played so nicely together. When I realized what time it was, I wished I had something to offer them for dinner and we pondered our choices. Then I remembered Harvest Cart, a new comforting take-out choice for downtown Jersey City. They have whole organic rotisserie chickens, several side dishes and more.
Izzy and I ordered a chicken last week and this time I ordered two, along with some roasted potatoes and braised greens. I ran home and put together a salad and in 20 minutes, dinner was on the table for all of us, and Izzy's papa even joined us.
The boys couldn't wait to dig in, both using forks AND knives! Not always a regular occurrence around this house.You may think that $14 is a steep price to pay for a rotisserie chicken but it is worth every penny to get a juicy organic rotisserie chicken at your doorstep in 20 minutes. The side dishes we tried, roasted potatoes and braised greens were bit on the oily side but tasty nonetheless. Overall, we were happy to have this new option for warm comfort food at the end of a long day.
p.s. After dinner, the boys were debating their political choices. E. is a staunch Hillary supporter and Izzy favors Obama. When queried as to why, E. had much to say, he is six, after all. Izzy's reply, "I don't know."
Every preschooler I know likes Obama. (Well, all those who express opinions!) I think his melodious name probably has more to do with it than anything else, though a little parental indoctrination certainly never hurt! My 2-year-old calls the PBS show Zoboomafoo "Obamafoo." :)
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