Sibs
My little brother and sister are picky eaters. This is something that seems to run in the family but, just the other day, these two took it to a whole new level.
The entire family attended the holy hour and mass at St Andrew's Parish and when we left (at around 7:30) we realized that it was too late to prepair dinner. For this reason, we decided to go through a fast food place to get something to eat. Upon hearing this, Christopher (8 years old) exlaimed, "McDonald's hurray!" Going out to eat for him, particularly at a fast food place, is a big treat for him. Bridget (10 years old) responded similarly.
When we got to the restaraunt (we decided on Checkers) we noticed that the chicken was spicy, and knowing that Bridget and Christopher don't like spicy chicken, we ordered ten hambruger for the entire family. Also not wanting Bridget and Christopher to eat only french fries, we didn't get any.
The wailing began immediately. "No french fries!" "No chicken!" "Only hamburgers with icky mayonnaise and mustard!" They let themselves get so excited about having fast food that when they found that the actual food they were getting wasn't to their taste, it came as a blow.
When we got home they recived their hamburgers and were instructed to eat the because they weren't getting anything else. "Ick! Mustard, Mayonnaise, Tomatoes, Onions, Pickles." "Just scrape those things of with a knife." "But, the mayonnaise and mustard have already soaked into the bun and tainted the burger! The taste can't be gotten rid of by just scraping!" "Here let me show you." And, we took a knife and scraped the contents of their hamburger off, just for their convenience. "Ah, but we told you, the mayonnaise and mustard are still in the bun."
With that, Christopher went and got a napkin and wiped his hamburger clean. He cleaned both buns and both side of the burger patty and only when he was satisfied that their was no mayonnaise or mustard left, did he add ketchup, and eat the burger.
Bridget, not to be out done, through away her bun along with the rest of the topings, and washed her sole burger patty with water. That's right, she washed it with water. She soaked it thoroughly, and dried it off with paper towels. She then ate her burger patty with nothing on it, and went to bed having eaten nothing else for dinner.
It was this last act that surprised me most. Picking, napkins I expected, but washing a burger with water is the fanatical thing I believe I have ever seen. At least with regard to food.
God Bless.
The entire family attended the holy hour and mass at St Andrew's Parish and when we left (at around 7:30) we realized that it was too late to prepair dinner. For this reason, we decided to go through a fast food place to get something to eat. Upon hearing this, Christopher (8 years old) exlaimed, "McDonald's hurray!" Going out to eat for him, particularly at a fast food place, is a big treat for him. Bridget (10 years old) responded similarly.
When we got to the restaraunt (we decided on Checkers) we noticed that the chicken was spicy, and knowing that Bridget and Christopher don't like spicy chicken, we ordered ten hambruger for the entire family. Also not wanting Bridget and Christopher to eat only french fries, we didn't get any.
The wailing began immediately. "No french fries!" "No chicken!" "Only hamburgers with icky mayonnaise and mustard!" They let themselves get so excited about having fast food that when they found that the actual food they were getting wasn't to their taste, it came as a blow.
When we got home they recived their hamburgers and were instructed to eat the because they weren't getting anything else. "Ick! Mustard, Mayonnaise, Tomatoes, Onions, Pickles." "Just scrape those things of with a knife." "But, the mayonnaise and mustard have already soaked into the bun and tainted the burger! The taste can't be gotten rid of by just scraping!" "Here let me show you." And, we took a knife and scraped the contents of their hamburger off, just for their convenience. "Ah, but we told you, the mayonnaise and mustard are still in the bun."
With that, Christopher went and got a napkin and wiped his hamburger clean. He cleaned both buns and both side of the burger patty and only when he was satisfied that their was no mayonnaise or mustard left, did he add ketchup, and eat the burger.
Bridget, not to be out done, through away her bun along with the rest of the topings, and washed her sole burger patty with water. That's right, she washed it with water. She soaked it thoroughly, and dried it off with paper towels. She then ate her burger patty with nothing on it, and went to bed having eaten nothing else for dinner.
It was this last act that surprised me most. Picking, napkins I expected, but washing a burger with water is the fanatical thing I believe I have ever seen. At least with regard to food.
God Bless.
posted by Andrew Stine at 11:03 AM
4 Comments:
I was picky like that when i was younger, but nowhere near that degree of pickiness. I would scrape tomatoes or onions off, but not sauces. And I would never wash a burger with water. That's really funny. If only they had been caught on tape.
That is great! (Although your parents probably didn't think so.) It's funny, though, I think if all I wanted to eat was french fries, Mom would let me do it. At least once and awhile.
My mom was mad, but my dad thought that it was hilarious. He actually laughed at them as they did this. This made Bridget bright red and visibly angry. She's stubborn though, and ridicule only encourages her when she's made up her mind.
Hmm. That would not have been the most popular move to make in my house.
My dad would have laughed, though, probably. Now that I think of it.
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