Anybody remember all this, from the good old days, back before somebody taught Ezra how to put a hand on a popped-out hip, punctuate every sentence with a pointed "OKAY?" and a facial expression dripping with bershon?
The little chef costumes had a pretty good run, but alas, he is officially far too gigantic for them now. Ike will wear it from time to time, unless Ezra hides in a fit of possessive pique GOD HE'S ONLY EIGHT SWEET MERCIFUL ADOLESCENCE.
He recently got a styling new upgrade, though.
(It was very important that I photograph him holding this pear, for some reason. He had a lot feelings about this pear.)
Even more exciting was a proper grown-up cookbook, which he decided had to be for him, because Blue Apron must know what a good cook he is. I mean, they sent him an official chef-in-training apron and everything. And their Winter Cookbook, full of many of our favorite recipes and a whole bunch of new ones (including DESSERTS, which YAYYAYYAY).
(The mushroom steam buns with purple potato salad are at the top of EVERYBODY's dinner wish list now. And I already have a box of buns in the freezer, just waiting for some filling inspiration. As I believe I've mentioned, my children will eat ANYTHING in either a slider roll or a steam bun, so I'm always looking for veggie-heavy trickery.)
But if dinner isn't presented in a slider roll, steam bun or pizza-like form, Ike is honestly just as challenging as ever. He loves food, loves eating, but when the five of us are all eating together it's an hour-plus long descent into negative attention seeking behaviors, which we all try our hardest to remain unbaited by. Sometimes he eats. Sometimes he waits until everything is cold and unappealing to suddenly shovel it all in ravenously; sometimes he just has to find a way to survive unfed until breakfast because nope, not eating.
Meanwhile, Ezra's like, whatever, I'm voting for broccolini and goat cheese quiche for dinner. Let's do this, there's a pear involved!
Ike was initially upset at the sight of the broccolini, but seemed encouraged by the presence of eggs, cheese, pear, walnuts and a pie crust. He even made the salad almost completely by himself, and carried it proudly to the table. I have no doubt that having him pitch in helps, at least a little bit.
The quiche was DELICIOUS. Jason, Ezra and I each had two slices, and nuts-in-big-crunchy-salads is a surefire way to get Noah excited about eating his vegetables.
And then there was Ike.
After much, MUCH stalling, he ate the salad, then took a microscopic bite of the quiche. He took a slapstick-y fall off his chair, then in the quietest voice possible announced that he liked it. (Of course you like it! It's shaped like a pie and full of cheesy goodness!)
It still took him another hour to actually complete the act of eating it, but hey. He did eat. Blue Apron can only perform so many dinnertime miracles in a month.
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