My name is Malcolm Bedell, and I am a dad to two girls: Violet, age seven, and Mina, age four. They are the best things to happen in my whole life, except on Monday mornings, when I sit down to plan our meals for the week, which is when I realize that they are kind of jerks. At least, about food.
I am a cook and a food writer, and believe me, I’m mortified that I’ve somehow raised the kind of girls that only want to eat bowls of buttered noodles. It’s not for lack of trying; they weren’t raised on junk food and there were always interesting things to eat coming out of my kitchen, both at home and professionally. Mina ate mostly lentils and black beans when she was a baby, and Violet’s first solid food was a steamed clam. What I’m saying is, I’ve tried.
But fast forward a few years, and here we are, on the fast track to raising adults who are scared of trying new things, a road paved in shrugged shoulders, the easy way out, and endless baskets of chicken fingers. Violet is a little better about trying new things; she can at least muscle through a meal she doesn’t love, and will even pretend to like it to spare my feelings. Mina, on the other hand, eats exclusively marshmallows and acts like a ham sandwich is a crime against humanity and steamed white rice has been placed on this earth to somehow steal her soul.
This website is my attempt to document my successes (and failures…so many failures) while trying to encourage my kids to eat. You’ll find mostly kid-friendly meals that are quick, easy, and inexpensive to prepare, since they’re not going to eat them anyway, along with a few splashier weekend meals for grownups, for when we reach the point where we don’t care if the kids eat ever again, as long as we don’t have to face another frozen Tater Tot.
If you’ve got a picky eater (or a houseful of picky eaters), I hope you’ll find something useful or inspiring, in your quest to feed your kids good food that they’ll actually eat. If not, at least you’ll know you tried. Godspeed.