I vividly remember the day I made the connection between the cute little animals I adored and what was being served to me on a plate. It was not a pleasant revelation, to say the least. I still suppress visions of Wilbur while dining on pork chops and have never been able to get myself to devour a sweet little lamb.
Last year, while eating at my favorite Spanish tapas restaurant, Lily insisted on trying my roasted duck. When I told her what she was eating she was unfazed and proceeded to consume the entire dish. I was ecstatic– she’s such a picky eater and it’s always thrilling to have her try and like something new.
Later that week, we happily discovered a little family of ducks on the pond our house backs to. We’d feed them and watch them waddle and swim around. They were so cute. I dreaded the connection. Would Lily ever touch duck again once she realized they were her sweet little neighbors? What about chicken? Baby chicks are damn cute, too. Was I doomed to life with a three year old vegetarian?
Instead, my little carnivore proclaimed, “The ducks are so cute, and they’re so yummy!” And she’s been eating our flying friends ever since. Phew.






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Okay, that is hilarious! She’s a girl after my own heart!
That’s awesome. She GETS it!
Priceless. I’m dreading the day that my girls make the connection between what’s on the plate and those adorable animals at the petting zoo. Hopefully I’ll have a similar experience to you, but I’m not overly optimistic.
My girls have much the same outlook, we eat anything here as long as I know where it has lived and that it was well looked after when it was alive.
My Mum has a house in France and Francesca is desperate for her to bring home some horse for her to eat (they love it in France). She is very into my little pony!!
xxx
That is so funny! And I am like you. I can’t eat lamb for the fear of it being one I raised in high school(like it would be in circulation 25 years later.)
It’s survival of the fittest. I love animals to death! Then I eat them!!
I hope my kids are the same, they get it, and they respect the fact that they are not only cute and fuzzy. But yummy too!
Whew. My kids have never been phased by hearing exactly what kind of animal they are consuming, either. :)
So I totally found you blog-stalking on SITS. Is that cool? :) I love your blog and will have to follow you all the time now…you’ve totally gained a new stalker!
Yo, maybe she will join the NRA.
ha ha I am just kidding. Please don’t delete me.
This totally cracks me up : )!
This is the absolute funniest blog I have ever seen!!! It’s just wonderful and I thank you for your genuine gift of humor, insight and the ability for prose!! (and your hyserical story regarding the use of the word fuck!)
With gratitude and I am linking you to my blog!
Laurie B.
Awesome.
Nice….Love it.