A Kitchen Adventure with Kale

October 11, 2008

In the spirit of getting more dark leafies into the children, I took a chance on this kale chips recipe from one of my favorite mom bloggers, Ali at Cleaner Plate Club.  I heart this blog so much.  Great information, yummy recipes, seriously funny, and haiku to boot. 

So, I’ve been tiring of spinach, our ‘go-to’ dark leafy veggie.  The children aren’t tired of it so much.  But that’s because they barely know they are eating it.   Call it sneaky.  Call it deceptive.  I don’t exactly hide the stuff, but it sure goes down easier while deftly tucked into their burgers, meatballs, scrambled eggs (a la Dr. Seuss), and of course, all sauces and soups.  So, it’s just me, the mama chef, who tires of the same old, same old.  Probably too much Food Network, I suspect.  However, I also keep reading about the nutritive wonders of kale.  If it really is one of the world’s healthiest foods, it’s worth a bit of experimentation, no?

So, here’s the kale all chopped, lubed with olive oil and sprinkled with salt.  Pretty, isn’t it?

And here are the chips after crisping up in the oven.  Looking a little less appetizing, but with a delicate texture and perfectly salty. 

And here are the happy children.  LOVING this stuff.

I, personally, was not overly impressed.  But, really?  Who cares what I think?  The children ate kale!  After his siblings had their share, Will sat and finished off the entire bowl.  Amazing stuff.


Blueberry Picking

July 23, 2008

You might remember back in March we went strawberry picking. We had so much fun and the berries were so good that we went back several times to restock. Well, we’re a bit late in the game for blueberry season, apparently, as Myers’ Farm might call it a season before next week. :( Boo hoo. Although, as it turns out, blueberries (at least in the quantities that Will consumed–think handfuls at a time shoved and smeared all over his cheeks) are a bit too digestively advanced for his tender, toddler tummy. Too much information? Ah well. It’s one of those duties they forget to put on the job description for parents–Poop Patrol. But, I digress. Let’s just look at blueberry picking photos. Happy happy children, (almost) organic blueberries, a bucket-like box that didn’t “kuplink” or “kuplank”, but definitely “kuplunked”. ‘Huh?’, you say? Go read Robert McCloskey’s Blueberries for Sal.
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