eat your vegetables
This week's CHBM carnival prompt is: What do you wish you were taught growing up?
This was an easy one. I had a response immediately.
I'm a carb-aholic because my parents never insisted on us eating our fruits and vegetables.
You know when you're sick and mom would bring you chicken noodle soup?
Not me. Even now, I ask Dad2Amara to bring me a jamocha shake from Arby's. Yum.
Growing up, our dinners consisted of rice and a meat -- maybe chicken, perhaps pork, but usually beef. The dish might have a bit of lettuce or green beans included but never was it a large part of our meals.
Fruit? Maybe mixed in our desserts or served on top of our ice cream.
So what do I wish I had learned while growing up? The importance of a truly balanced meal. I go through carb withdrawal when I cut down on the grains and add a pepper here or an asparagus there. I snub fruit unless it's part of an apple turnover or a cherry cheesecake. I just don't appreciate the wholesome nature of these foods. Not to mention they are much lower in calories than the jumbo sized bagel from Panera.
No parent is perfect so it would be inappropriate of me to point my fingers at Lolo and Lola2Amara and say, "Why didn't you teach me this?" They raised me and Aunt2Amara as best as they could.
But a little food-know-how would have been nice!