Remember that tag line? "Two great tastes that go great together"??
It was a commercial for Reese's peanut butter cups.
Chocolate and peanut butter. Now THAT I can agree with.
This next one... I'm not so sure.
So, to set the mood, let me show you one of the thousands of books we have read to our children over the years:
Bread and Jam for Frances. An oldie but a goodie. Cute little story about Frances, who only likes to eat Bread and Jam. Nothing else. (Eventually she starts to appreciate other food too)
I have one of those kids. My ten-year-old daughter. She eats, by my estimation, about enough food to nourish a medium sized bug.
Oh, and she likes to eat... um... nothing. She hates everything. More or less.
Oh, however, just like Frances, she likes jam. On bread. She also likes ham. She doesn't like ham sandwiches so much any more though. She just picks out the ham and leaves the bread.
Here's the kicker though.
Last week, when we were in Sydney for my grandfather's funeral, she was sitting at my parents' table, eating. They ALL eat better in Sydney, because their grandmother practically runs a short order restaurant making them each whatever they want. Works for them. Works for my mother too. Works for me, too, in fact.
But I digress.
She was sitting at the table eating, like I said. So I say to her, "What're you eating?"
"Ham and jam sandwich."
"Pardon me? What??"
"Ham and jam sandwich."
"Ham and jam? Together? In one sandwich?? That's disgusting!!"
"No it isn't."
Anyway, you get the idea. The conversation went downhill from there.
But basically, I chose not to make a big deal out of it. After all, she is eating food she likes.
...
Ham and jam.
Two great tastes that...
um...
... kind of give you the willies.
