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Post by Bonobo on Oct 2, 2015 20:41:47 GMT 1
I must say my kids are quite conservative in their dish choices. Whenever I try to share my exotic dish with them, they refuse. Strange. They eat what their mother cooks with fresh ingredients (we don`t buy ready-made food). However, it gets complicated sometimes when one kid doesn`t like what the others do. But complaints from individual diners are rejected, they must create a coalition to enforce their preferences. Namely, what for positive choice?: Soups: Tomato soup with pasta Turkey soup with pasta and wing meat Krupnik with potatoes and cereal Żurek with egg, sausage, potatoes and dried mushrooms
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Post by Bonobo on Oct 4, 2015 0:57:22 GMT 1
Those soups above are mostly main courses, although Polish tradition says that soups are starters. Well, my Polish kids don`t need so much nourishment... How about solid main courses for positive choice?: Fried potato pancakes: Traditional pancakes, with cottage cheese or strawberry jam. Pork stew in thick gravy with potatoes Fried pork chop with boiled potatoes or French fries Minced pork chop Fried fish, mostly salmon.
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Post by Bonobo on Oct 11, 2015 12:52:59 GMT 1
Also, they eat pierogis, mostly with cottage cheese or various fruit: Zucchini and sausage leczo with pasta with potatoes Two kids like sushi with smoked salmon and pickled cucumber:
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Post by Bonobo on Nov 8, 2015 22:59:34 GMT 1
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Post by pjotr on Nov 8, 2015 23:44:50 GMT 1
Bo,
You made me extremely hungry with your delicious meals.
Cheers, Pieter
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Post by Bonobo on Nov 9, 2015 21:03:55 GMT 1
Bo, You made me extremely hungry with your delicious meals. Cheers, Pieter Just wait till you see what my kids don`t eat (but I do). E.g., tripes, made of cow or pig bowels: Black pudding
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Post by pjotr on Nov 10, 2015 2:23:11 GMT 1
Sorry, in my eyes your kids are spoiled. I had old and old fashionate parents who had experienced the war in Poland and the Netherlands. Both new what hunger meant, my father had experienced the Dutch famine of 1944, , known as the Hongerwinter ("Hunger winter") in Dutch. That was a famine that took place in the German-occupied part of the Netherlands, especially in the densely populated western provinces above the great rivers, during the winter of 1944–45, near the end of World War II. A German blockade cut off food and fuel shipments from farm areas. Some 4.5 million were affected and survived because of soup kitchens. As many as 22,000 may have died because of the famine one author estimated 18,000. David Barnouw compared several estimates. Most of the victims were reported to be elderly men. My mother survived the Warsaw uprising in a monastery of Roman-Catholic nuns, who received Warsaw city kids for a Summer children camp (colony). The stay there of my mother and her sister (my aunt) became months. My grandparents were in Warsaw during the Warsaw Uprising and survived it, and that was a miracle. Back to the subject, my parents were tight and strict with food due to their war experiences. If I didn't like the food of my mother she would force it into my throat or I would not have a meal. Being choosy was unthinkable. They used the Dutch expression; 'Je eet wat de pot shaft', translated 'You eat what is in the pan or pot'. They were strict, but fair and honest. I have had never a problem with my mothers food. She cooked simple but well. And every now and then she made great Polish, French or Italian dishes. And I liked her Dutch style dinners as well, especially the Mash pots. ( en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stamppot ) I like what I see on your images, so I can't understand your choosy kids. I am sorry for you, because you work hard or try to cook the best meals. Cheers, Pieter
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Post by Bonobo on Nov 10, 2015 22:46:29 GMT 1
1 Sorry, in my eyes your kids are spoiled. 2 I had old and old fashionate parents who had experienced the war in Poland and the Netherlands. Both new what hunger meant, my father had experienced the Dutch famine of 1944, , known as the Hongerwinter ("Hunger winter") in Dutch. That was a famine that took place in the German-occupied part of the Netherlands, especially in the densely populated western provinces above the great rivers, during the winter of 1944–45, near the end of World War II. A German blockade cut off food and fuel shipments from farm areas. Some 4.5 million were affected and survived because of soup kitchens. As many as 22,000 may have died because of the famine one author estimated 18,000. David Barnouw compared several estimates. Most of the victims were reported to be elderly men. My mother survived the Warsaw uprising in a monastery of Roman-Catholic nuns, who received Warsaw city kids for a Summer children camp (colony). The stay there of my mother and her sister (my aunt) became months. My grandparents were in Warsaw during the Warsaw Uprising and survived it, and that was a miracle. 3 Back to the subject, my parents were tight and strict with food due to their war experiences. If I didn't like the food of my mother she would force it into my throat or I would not have a meal. Being choosy was unthinkable. They used the Dutch expression; 'Je eet wat de pot shaft', translated 'You eat what is in the pan or pot'. They were strict, but fair and honest. 4 I have had never a problem with my mothers food. She cooked simple but well. And every now and then she made great Polish, French or Italian dishes. And I liked her Dutch style dinners as well, especially the Mash pots. ( en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stamppot ) 5 I like what I see on your images, so I can't understand your choosy kids. I am sorry for you, because you work hard or try to cook the best meals. Pieter 1 Yes, I fully agree with you, they are so spoiled. Can you imagine that they don`t even care about bananas or pineapples or other exotic fruit while I dreamt about them throughout all my childhood in communist Poland??? I used to read encyclopeadias as a 7 year old boy, looking for colour pics of fruit and veg 2 Those were very hard times, fortunately, it is the thing of the past. Europe has been a safe place for decades (except Yugoslavia). 3. That is old fashioned style of upbringing. Today parents mustn`t force kids to do things they don`t like. Otherwise, kids may call the police and complain. 4. I often had a problem with my mother`s food - there was simply too much of it, I didn`t need to get stuffed like a goose in factory farming, but my mum didn`t understand me. For her, a person grown in war times, eating a lot was a guarantee of good health. For me it was horror. That is why I really appreciated the presence of a dog in our family then. 5. You shouldn`t be sorry for me but for my wife who has to adapt her cooking to 4 kids with different tastes.
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Post by Bonobo on Nov 14, 2015 22:54:13 GMT 1
They don`t want to eat other sea food than fish: no octopus, squid, shrimps, mussels, oysters, fish eggs. Neither snails nor frog legs. They are strange, indeed. And so spoiled.
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Post by Bonobo on Nov 21, 2015 22:09:07 GMT 1
I forgot to say they love pizza but only one type: Hawaiian, with ham and pineapple.
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