
These are artichokes we bought on the Saturday city market. While we were strolling, Grandma said, "I like to try one of these!" I remember when another Grandma (my mother in law) came over, she found artichokes in the grocery store and said the same thing. At that time, she said, after she tried it, that it tastes like bamboo shoots. This time, my mother said, "The idea is same with eating bamboo. You peel, peel, peel and only eat the soft core." Humm, so artichokes and bamboos belong to the same family? As soon as my kids saw the vegetables sitting on the kitchen counter, they went, "Yewwwww." So I said to them, "Don't worry. We don't have enough of them, so this time only adults get to eat them." Us adults started pealing leaves and eating it, saying this and that. I then found two hands extended over my plate, picked some of artichokes and carried them to the mouths. Isn't it important to deprive kids of something, instead of making sure they get enough all the time?