This is going to be quickish 'cause my students aren't submitting their drafts (due in 3 h 29 m), so I'm flush with some unexpected time, and I have a Sunday crossword staring me down from 2 feet away. My purple pen is all lined up, and I think that I might even have an episode of Grey's Anatomy lined up, too. In other words, this Sunday night is turning out to be more pleasant than expected. Let's move along here, doggy.
I gotta share this one. It's about my best idea ever (take this as you wish...it's not exactly Earth shattering or anything). Once a month this year, we're choosing a different country to explore. We investigate their food, read a book about them, and prepare a meal to enjoy together. So far, we ventured to the Philippines in January and China in February. The Filipino meal - excellent. The Chinese meal - equally excellent but not received as well. So far, we're two-for-two on trying new foods (and we had five different, new foods to try out yesterday!) without complaint, which is not always the case.
Next month, we're going to catch a boat to Ireland because March = all things Irish, and who doesn't need a dose of meat and potatoes after noodles and oyster sauce? Plus, Filipino cooking often calls for an ingredient called banana ketchup. Let's return to some semblance of normalcy in the space of my regular grocery store aisles, eh?
The moral of the story here, which I already knew (this isn't our first three-ring circus), is that if you want to try something new, get the kids excited about it, too. Give them a purpose. Allow them to have input in the decision. Find out what they're interested in and gratuitously, shamelessly exploit that. And, when all else fails, give it a ridiculous name and cross your fingers. (For a while there, kiwis were known as dinosaur bones around our house. And then the Elder came to terms with their deliciousness. Now, she eats them for lunch or snack almost every day.)