Last night I was reading a story to the kids before bed about the sea and the beach and all the creatures that call that world home.
As we got to the pages about clams, oysters and mussels, Mini-Husband pointed excitedly at a picture and said,
"I've had that!"
"Had what?" I asked.
"Those. Those black things there."
"Mussels?"
"Yeah, maybe." He replied. "What are they called in French?"
"Moules." I said, feeling ever so happy with myself that I actually knew the response.
"That's right!! I have had them! They are sooooo good, Mom. Really, really good. I'll have to get you and daddy some to have here one time."
"Mini-Husband," I said, "When have you had mussels?"
He looked at me with a serious look on his face that slowly turned to consternation.
"At school. At lunch in the cantine, Mom." He said, rolling his eyes and wrinkling that spot on his forehead between his eyebrows.
"Oh."
"Yeah, and another time we had kangaroo! I didn't like that as much."
It was at that moment I learned two valuable lessons.
The first being that my children go to school in France, where food is serious and the school lunch consists of appetizer, main course, cheese and dessert.
The second being that I really should read the menus that they send home in the parent's notebook!
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Any thoughts as to what kangaroo really might have been? It certainly beats the Rockburn menu which today was either pizza or a turkey BLT. No way they ever serve dessert. It is against county reg because there are so many kids that get fat because of what they eat at school. What a joke that is......
It was kangaroo. I'm not kidding. I think it must have something to do with the local chef being in charge of the school lunches this year.
WHAT THEY EAT AT SCHOOL MAKES THEM FAT?!?!!? Oh my, oh my, oh my...
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