Tuesday, June 26, 2012

Onions and My Son

At our house, new dishes are referred to as "experiments".  It lowers the pressure on me to only try new dishes that I'm sure everyone would love.  Because, hey, it's just an experiment. 

Today I experimented with Ham and Noodle Casserole.  The impetus for this was that I made my menu plan for last week without actually looking in the freezer, and I assumed that I had more ham slices in there.  Sadly the day came to actually eat said ham slices only to discover they were gone and all that was left of my giant ham was two cups of diced ham.  

Ham, noodles, and cheese...how could this go wrong?  Well, the onions.  My oldest son doesn't like onions.  But I knew that this dish needed them for flavor so in they went.  Sadly, in my first bite, I got a "crunch".  Should have sauteed them first; they weren't raw, but they were really, really noticeable.  Even Ben commented that he didn't like the onions so well, and he never complains about my cooking.

The good news is that I didn't have to pick them out of Nick's meal.  Of course, that's only because he wouldn't even try a single piece of ham.

So why was I picking onions out of the casserole? 

Because of Lucas.  He wanted to eat them.  By themselves.  And the ones on my plate that I tried to quietly set aside.  And the ones on Ben's plate.  And the ones stuck to the serving spoon. 

Happily he did also eat the ham and noodles.