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Article: sorry to tell you, my dear, But that wasn't shrimp you just ate Adventures in eating: Lorraine Eaton.(Flavor/Gracious Living)
- Article from:
- The Virginian-Pilot (Norfolk, VA)
- Article date:
- October 8, 2008
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Stealth seemed in order for this adventure.
As I stood behind my kitchen counter preparing dinner, my fifth-grader and I debated the answer to a math problem and which part of a particular sentence was the predicate.
I avoided all talk of dinner.
I minced shallots and onion and a small amount of celery. I walked to the garden for some parsley. Then I placed another cutting board on the counter and started chopping a piece of meat that looked something like a chicken breast, but not quite as compact.
At no time did my daughter ask, "Mom, what's for dinner?"
In fact, it was only after finishing a pile of fried "meat" balls that ...