Last night in a selfish parenting move, we fed the kiddos macaroni and cheese, plums, and turkey and cheese roll ups for dinner around 6:15.
Then, around 7:30, Mom and Dad feasted on grilled whole trout with a salsa verde and sauteed peppers and squash. Delicious.
On weekends, we generally try to prepare meals that we can eat together, but this lovely fish really called out to me at the fish monger. I had to take him home to try. And neither of my kids have been willing to try even a nibble of fish -- ever.
Eleanor was predictably skeptical about the entire fish situation. My future vegetarian asked, "Doesn't that hurt the fish to go on the grill?"
But Brendan was very interested in the whole project. When dinner was being served, he grabbed his own plate and declared, "I need some of that trout." He proceeded to eat heartily (salsa verde and veggies included).
Those little buggers do surprise you when you least expect it, don't they?