For your possible amusement: we have a family tradition, now running over 20 years and 50+ dinners, of letting the birthday child pick dinner. Mostly, it’s been the kind of stuff one would expect at the particular age; once in while, we’ve taken the family out if that’s been requested. it’s been fun.
So the Caboose turned 11 today. Last year, he wanted Thai curried chicken – cool, it’s something make regularly, even if a a little ambitious for a 10 year old.
This year, we got Netflix. This child watches Good Eats. Yesterday, he pulls me into the living room to show me Alton Brown filleting a flounder, then throwing together some spinach stuffed flounder in a cheddar sauce.
My Beloved did the honors. It turns out to not be a hard recipe (we skipped filleting whole flounder for time reasons – we’ll have to do it again sometimes for the full effect). It was delicious. But gotta love an 11 year old that picks his birthday dinner off the Food Channel, rather than off a pizza menu.