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Yummy Beets for a Frisbee

13 May

My daughter told me on Wednesday night, a lunch-mate looked at her lunch, and said, “Iwww. Beets are yucky.”  I panicked inside.  How would this affect my daughter?  Is she going to be the little girl with the “weird” lunches, bullied and tormented over her lunch?  I spent a miserable year in my early teens, picked on and isolated over being “different,” and I certainly don’t want my girls to go through the same experiences. 

I asked her, “So what did you do?”  I held my breath.

She looked at me, and matter-of-factly replied, “I told him that beets are YUUUUUMMMMY!” 

She then added, “Mama.  If I eat all my bento, and all my beets, will I grow up to be tall so I can ride on the big-girl rides at the roller coaster park?”

I exhaled – relieved, and proud of her. 

“Of course you can,” I told her.  I then hugged her tightly. 

“Do you still want beets for lunch?” 

She looked at me seriously and added, “Yes.  In heart shapes.  And I want to go on the round ride that spins around and around and up and down.” 

Beads of sweat formed on my forehead.  Of course.  The “Frisbee” ride that looks like a UFO attached to a pendulum that spins around, while being SWUNG around.  I had jokingly told my husband, “I should go on that!!” on Mother’s Day, not realizing my daughter’s sponge of a memory bank absorbed that juicy tidbit, and held on to it for further discussion.

“OK, we’ll go on that ride when you grow up after you eat ALLLL your beets, eggs, fish, chicken, rice, nori (seaweed), veggies and fruits,” I promised.  She then made me seal the deal with a yubikiri genman (pinky promise) and a hug. 

“Mama TENTOUMUSHI (Ladybug)!! AGAIN!” chimed in the little one.

Thursday’s lunch included:

Vegetable stir-fry with julienned carrots, Napa cabbage, scallions and onion, topped off with blanched broccoli.  A little sea salt and white pepper for seasoning

Blanched sugar snap peas cut into small pieces, and tossed with a soy-sauce and ginger dressing over steamed multi-grain rice, with beaten egg stars

Roasted yummy beets in heart shapes



Mother’s Day full of what Mama wanted

9 May

My husband buzzed about trying to figure out how to fit his extended family of three mothers and a brother (with I’m guessing varying political pulling and pushing) into one day.

Plans went from going to the Riverhead aquarium, a game farm, an amusement park to an exasperated, “Whatever you want to do.”

I rushed around on Sunday morning, dropping the older one off at swimming classes at the YMCA, and came home to find out we were now on our own for Mother’s Day.  Too little time, too much distance to cover in order to make the fish-viewing-animal-petting day come to fruition.

That was fine with me.

We ended up going to Adventureland, a local amusement park.  As we pulled into the driveway, my husband and I collectively groaned.  The weather was nice, the parking lot appeared to full – and we forgot the stroller for the little one.  The day was going to be a long one with a grouchy two-year old who still needed a nap.

Or perhaps not?

We got into the amusement park, and as soon as we started seeing rides, my older daughter decided she wanted to go on the kids’ rollercoaster.  The roller coaster cars, shaped like little ladybugs, were painted a bright red with black spots.  My little one happily pointed and yelled “Tentoumushi (Ladybug)!!”

I accompanied my older daughter on her first ride of the day – and before I knew it, I was back on the Ladybug roller coaster ten more times (accompanying one or the other daughter) before day’s end.

My husband who suffers from motion-sickness, waved from the shady benches as my daughters pulled me from one ride to the next.  The older one pouted if the rides were “Too slow, Mama, not super fast!” while the little one kept on asking, “Again?  Again?  Ladybug again?”

I told my family, “This is a very special day.  So today, Mama wants a hamburger, french fries and cotton candy.”  Everyone, in particular, my husband, cheered.

After a few more hours of rides, my husband and I steered our girls towards home.  On our way out of the park, we had two more rides each on the Ladybug coaster, my girls happily waving their hands as the coaster zipped down the hills.

I told my husband all I wanted for dinner was a lobster boil with lobster, clams and potatoes.  As promised, we had lobster, clams, an Alaskan King Crab leg (all for me!), red potatoes and corn, steamed perfectly, and enjoyed outside on our patio.  My husband dipped his lobster and clams into melted butter, I dipped my lobster, clams and king crab into ponzu.

It certainly was a lovely day with much laughter and good food.  I’m the world’s luckiest mom!