He Loves Me Knot

I was in the grocery store today with Mac and Caroline, and they came upon this:

A celery root.

And it stopped them both right in their tracks.

“Mom!  That’s nasty!”

“Look at that!  That’s what Mommies give their kids when they’re evil!”

“That looks like Sponge Bob’s poop!”

Ok, so the last one I could have done without hearing, but just the same I had to go along with them.

But then Mac said “Mom! I dare you to buy that thing.”

Not to let a 10 year old put me in my place, I put it in the buggy.  Then I quickly grabbed a fennel bulb and a a granny smith apple.

Then I thought about Sean.  The man, when I met him, only liked steak, potatoes, iceberg lettuce, and beer.  He has come a long way since then, but if he walked into the kitchen and saw this knotty-looking thing, he would be outta there.  Sayonara.  Bye bye.

So, I had to act fast.

Head spinning, I remembered that he loves my slaw recipe, and my wheels started turning.  What if I made a “matchstick slaw” out of the funny-looking stuff from the grocery store.

So that’s what I did.

And it was delicious.  The kids ate it.  Loved it.  Completely forgot about the dare and what they saw at the grocery store.

And Sean knows nothing – other than the fact that he cleaned his plate.

Dare taken.  Mission accomplished.

He loves me, and the knot.

For the complete recipe for Matchstick Slaw, click here.