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Monday, July 28, 2008

Eating Artichokes







I have memories as a child of the first time I ever tried artichokes. Mom made them for all of us. She melted butter into little saucers for us to dip the artichokes in. I remember loving them. And then I remember Dad introducing me to dipping them in mayo.

I started a new memory with my own son tonight. We had artichokes. The Little Man was so excited to try something new and I was so afraid he was going to be disappointed.

I finally got them all made and had 3 small saucers consisting of mayo, creamy cilantro dressing and creamy pear dressing and a bottle of butter spray.
We sit down to eat them and it is too hot for the Little Man, still, so he goes off to play until it cooled down some.
When he got back, he lightly scraped off some of the tender meat from the leaf and his response was, "This is incredible!"
"What? Are you saying you like it?"

"Oh yes! These are better than carrots and they are my favorite vegetable."

"I am so glad you like it! Would you like to try a little something on it from one of these bowls?"

"No. It might ruin it. I guess this means I like artichokes better that you do, huh, mom. Cause I don't have to put anything on it."

Huh? Did he just say that? LOL. Needless to say, tonight was the makings of a fond memory. I so enjoyed these moments with my son, without any contention in our home.
Even the Crazy Dog got in on the action and was begging for some.



2 comments:

Nicole said...

I like the spinach and artichoke dip at Red Robin. The stuff I buy at Costco is pretty good, too. Does that count?

Karen said...

Artichokes are big favorite our house too! The trick here is to keep My Son from eating the whole leaf.

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