Thursday, August 25th, 2011
Dining out just isn’t the same when you have a nine month old who either needs a nap or is itching to crawl around on the floor the entire time.
Needless to say, I’m going through somewhat of an annoying time right now because I am a “good food” connoisseur. It’s been a long time since I’ve enjoyed a quiet, dinner at a classy Italian restaurant of my choice- like Carabba’s. Or even my favorite place in downtown Nashville: The Flying Saucer.
It’s dang near impossible to enjoy a nice meal out at a restaurant with my son, especially around lunch time as he is nearing his naptime. And it’s not his fault- he’s a baby. What business does he have in a restaurant where Chuck E. Cheese is nowhere to be found? The last time I was at a restaurant with him I became so frustrated that I decided I am over eating out with him until he is older.
Because either my wife or I has to let our food get cold as we walk him around the restaurant to keep him from getting upset. After all, he truly is obsessed with crawling around and seeing different scenery. I can’t fault him for that. But at this point, I’d rather just eat at home.
For me, it’s simply just not worth the frustration. I recognize my lack of patience and my blood pressure’s habit of spiking when I have good food in front of me, that I am paying restaurant pricing for, but I can only sneak quick bites of it before Jack either A) gets upset or B) I do.
Fortunately, I am blessed in that my wife shares my same love of good food and drink. She is a wonderful cook whose menus cater to our health freak-conscious, kosher, Mediterranean food pyramid-themed dietary needs. So much of the time, I tell her I’d rather have her food than what we could get at a nice restaurant anyway. And it’s true, without a doubt.
Not to mention, we have adopted the Millionaire Mindset. It’s hard to enjoy a $16 plate of pasta with chicken when you can make it yourself for less than four dollars and still have leftovers. Eventually the day will come when I can enjoy a nice meal out again. Until then, here’s to fine dining in our own kitchen.
The Mediterranean Food Pyrmid
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Monday, August 1st, 2011
Every year for Thanksgiving, Vanderbilt University gives a free turkey to all of its employees; unless you’re a vegetarian. To be clear, my wife and I are not full vegetarians; though the majority of our meals are indeed meatless.
If this makes any sense, our diet reflects a kosher version of the Mediterranean food pyramid. Needless to say, last November right as our son was about to be born, my wife received her free Tofurky, instead of a regular turkey. However, because he was born so close to Thanksgiving last year, we never cooked our Tofurky.
It has remained in a friend’s freezer for nearly nine months, until this past weekend. We decided to have a very belated Thanksgiving dinner… with a “turkey” made of tofu. But that’s not all. A Tofurky comes with stuffing, gravy, a “jerky wishbone,” and even a chocolate cake dessert.
Since Jack’s 7 o’clock bedtime prevented him from joining the festivities, he instead had some zucchini and pears that my wife prepared for him with our Baby Bullet. Jack will turn one a few weeks before Thanksgiving, so maybe he will get to try some of the real bird… or some of the fake bird, I should say.
So what was I thankful to God for during our Thanksgiving in July this past weekend?
That both my wife and I were able to return to our employers here in Nashville after an eight month sabbatical which we thought was a permanent move. Not only that, but the fact that both of us are truly enjoying our jobs with a newfound appreciation.
That we were able to get Jack into a really good daycare which is right down the block from where I work.
That despite my wife’s car breaking down for the 14th time, we didn’t get totally stranded in the process; and that my parents are letting us borrow a car from them until we can get my wife’s car fixed.
I am thankful for friends who are gracious enough to allow my family of three to stay with them for the next couple of months until our renters move out of our condo.
And of course, I am thankful for my wife and son whom I can share a July Thanksgiving meal which includes an eight month old Tofurky. Thank God for them and all that God has taught me through them so far.
Now that July has passed, I need to get ready for Christmas in August…
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