I thought this week that I would not only share my own eats but also my parents just because I’m that kind of daughter who asks her parents to stop before they dig into their food to take a picture of it first…
The wise words of my father
He thoughtfully followed my request and even went one step further and tried to make them look pretty and put together…except the breakfast and well…the blurriness, but please excuse his photography skills as he works shift work and no one should be up at 4am in the morning. You understand.
Also, much to my amazement, my Mom even remembered to take a picture of all but one of her food items of the day. The one she missed I was prepared for because I happened to make it for her and so I snapped it. 😉
So lets get to it. This was done last Thursday as I not only wanted to give you a rest day for myself, but also a day where all three of us were working! I hope you enjoy.
I was going to say thanks to Jen for hosting but again this week I’m not really sure where the link-up is :-O.
Oh wait, found it…
Phew that was a close call! I actually snapped this week!
I have a lot people asking if my parents eat like I do and the answer is no. My Dad says that no one eats like me because I’m an extremist LOL! Overexaggeration much.
But for serious, no. I’m very particular when it comes to my food and I like to eat pretty much everything (very few exceptions) completely from scratch. It’s just what I like (yes I do actually love and crave whole foods, crazy eh?). They opt to eat out more and keep things mostly simple (where I would find that boring) when they are cooking for themselves. For this summer though, I have been home so I have literally cooked 90% of their dinners for them and some of their lunches when I’m around during the day. Therefore, veggies have appeared on their plates much more then their bellies are used to.
Sometimes I feel like their parents when a conversation like this happens…
Chelsea has to work…
Me: What are you planning on having for dinner?
Me: Sigh. What veggies are you having -> remember it was my goal to have them have a veggie on their plate for every dinner this summer!
We are having a veggie pizza…
Me: A mushroom and tomato doesn’t count as a serving of vegetables!
You’re not supposed to have vegetables with your pizza. Pizza is meant to be eaten so that you don’t have to cook!
Me: I prepped you a salad. Eat the damn salad.
Dad obeys bitterly, Mom doesn’t so she gets the long green finger (Grinch anyone?) and the evil eye from her
orange green thumb child.
Story of my life.
Other readers ask how I eat the way I do at home. They often tell me that their parents cook things that they don’t really want to eat and don’t really know what to do about it.
In my mind it’s quite simple. Cook your own food.
I then get one of two replies back.
1. My parents get mad if I cook something else.
2. My parents get offended if I don’t eat their food.
For one, you are an adult and I feel as if your parents should be perfectly content with you making your own food. The only reason why they should get angry is if you refuse their food and want them to go out of their way to cook you something else.
If you offer to cook your own meals, there shouldn’t be a problem in my opinion.
The second one is a bit trickier, however, should still be completely manageable. You need to sit down with them and have a discussion as to why you want to have your own food rather then what the family is eating. Explain to them that it’s not that you don’t like their cooking, but instead, frame it in a way that you have goals you want to obtain so you have different needs OR you could frame it in a way that you want to learn to cook for yourself, as once again, you’re an adult and being able to cook is a life skill that needs to be learned.
Don’t over think it. Who knows, they might not even bat an eye if you choose to start cooking. Even better, offer to cook the family dinner one time instead and share your new skills and foods with them.
I never get why some feel the need to eat food they don’t want just because that is what everyone else is eating. Maybe I’m just annoying that way, but I have no qualms about making and/or bringing my own food because I need to ensure I meet my nutritional needs.
Your parents, housemates, boyfriends, whoever wants pizza…
…doesn’t automatically mean that you have to then eat pizza if you don’t want to. Take that opportunity to make whatever your are craving.
So yeah. My parents and I don’t eat alike at all. In fact, these pictures may look like we are polar opposites, but despite our differences, there are no fights and such over food and what people are having because we eat what we all like and that should be all that really matters right?
To conclude, here’s the photos that didn’t make the commentary. Ie snackage.
My nightly pudding + Questie. You have seen enough of those eh? If you must know, Questbar flavour of the evening was peanut butter supreme…toasted. Mental image of hot, nutty goodness with a slight toasty exterior is implanted into your minds…
With their drinks, when I’m at home I usually start my dinner (aka eat my salad) during their drink time. No, I don’t drink, but I can still enjoy their company. See you can be around alcohol and not feel the need to have it (once again, this is if you don’t want it but feel bad about being the one not drinking). No feelings are hurt in the process and no judgements are made.
My unpictured fish oils and random chicken I chomped on at work between rushes
So that’s that. Eat what you want and don’t be so concerned about how others will feel about you eating differently. Most often they are simply curious as to what’s in your bowl/container/plate.
So that was a full day of eating for the whole workin famjam. I hope you enjoyed this style of post and commentary and have a great humpday my friends!
Do you eat similar things to those who live with you?