I am distracted and I keep meaning to get some pictures on here, but Karina's nap times have been shrinking and I'm obsessed with making hairbows right now, so I just haven't gotten around to it. But that's not what I'm going to write about.
My mom gave me an early Christmas present. It's the cookbook called "Deceptively Delicious" by Jessica Seinfeld. Karina is a picky eater, as you may or may not know, and doesn't eat any vegetables willingly. This cookbook has been really great. The first thing I made wasn't even in the cookbook because I didn't have any of the stuff. I had a bag of frozen California mix vegetables--broccoli, cauliflower, carrots--so I cooked them and pureed them up. Then I added them to tomato sauce, boiled some pasta, added some Colby cheese and some mozzarella (because we happened to have these on hand) and (finally, after about 45 minutes) mixed it all together and voila. A meal. It was good. I ate it. Karina...sort of ate it. She would only eat what I put on the fork for her. Sigh. We had so much of this pasta that I tried it several more times with similar results. Well. At least she did consume small amounts of it.
Next was the mini pizzas. You're supposed to use little pitas but I didn't have any so I used sandwich thins. I used the same sauce leftover from the pasta and a bunch of mozzarella cheese. Cooked in toaster oven, tasted good, rejected by Karina. Completely. The second time I made them, I went all out and cooked them in the oven, thinking maybe they weren't crusty enough or something. Rejected. Sigh.
Next, sweet potato pancakes. Finally, something she'll eat! Yay, she ate two whole pancakes, which is good. They were actually really, really good. I have made them again, and she eats them. Next time I'm going to try the pink pancakes using the beets I made today. I can't help it. I like pink.
Next I made tortilla rollups. I didn't have chicken so I used ham (I did have chicken, but it wasn't cooked yet because I didn't read the recipe ahead of time, so I didn't have the chicken cooked ahead of time. I'll know next time). I mixed everything up as instructed. It made this weird orange paste that, to be honest, looked really really gross. I am a super picky eater, so I was very hesitant. But I have to eat the stuff if Karina does, so it encourages her. Well, they came out okay. Bill even sat down to eat some, until he found out there was cream cheese in them, which he doesn't like. (He doesn't like cinnamon, either. What's up with that?) Now, I don't like cream cheese plain, but it was okay in this. I think there was too much though, so next time: more cheddar and less cream cheese; also, going to use cooked chicken instead of ham. The ham was good, but it's a little sweet, and I think it was too much. Karina started out really excited about them, she was grabbing it and biting it, and I was going on and on about how she had helped put the ham in, so she had "made" dinner... and then after about 2 1/2 bites, she stopped. I begged and pleaded with her to finish about a third of it. I tried to get her to take polar bear bites, tiger bites, lion bites...but she was taking ant bites. Sigh. She eventually ate about a quarter of one. That isn't much.
In her defense (tonight) she has had a rotten cold all weekend, and has not had much appetite for anything other than strawberries. Even her breakfast, she hasn't had much interest in it. Even waffles with syrup. Even her banana!
Anyway, that's what I've been up to. So far I have cooked and pureed: sweet potatoes, zucchini, yellow squash, broccoli, carrots, and beets. I have some eggplant (which I later discovered is not in the book, but I'm going to do it anyway), avocado, more carrots, another sweet potato, and some bags of frozen peas and spinach. I'm not doing the fruit ones because she will eat that with no problem.
Tomorrow night I'm going to try the chicken nuggets. Wednesday we eat with my mom, and then Thursday we'll try the lasagna. (Did you know there was such thing as no boil lasagna noodles???) I just hope Karina will start to eat some more of this stuff.
Final heavy sigh.
Nobody paid me to write nice things about the cookbook. I just like it; my mom gave it to me, and I wanted to tell you about it.
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