The day immediately following the Restigouche River Trip, Michelle went off to St. John’s, Newfoundland for a friend’s wedding, leaving Charlotte and Will to fend for themselves.
The first lunch alone was served up from what was left over from the coolers. Everything eaten that day had just returned home from three days on the river. Tasty enough, but not exactly nutritious.
The first lunch alone was served up from what was left over from the coolers. Everything eaten that day had just returned home from three days on the river. Tasty enough, but not exactly nutritious.
Later that evening, with nothing in the fridge after having eaten so well on the river, Dad suggests they head out to the Mic Mac Tavern for a bite – as has become tradition for the pair when Mum heads out of town: a nice medium rare T-bone steak with a Nine Locks Extra Special Bitter for Will, and a tasty poutine with a colouring sheet, some crayons, and a Shirley Temple for Charlotte; but instead, Charlotte insisted they go to the grocery store and buy good food to eat.
“No, Dad. No more beer. Mum said you have to eat more salad!”
Unable to argue with solid advice from an eight-year-old, that’s exactly what they did.
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| (Note the sneaky Two Crows Pollyanna, scavenged from the cooler. Still cold. So yum!) |
Not only did Charlotte pick out the steak and the salad, she also set to work, showing Will how to make a proper smoothie.
“Don’t forget, Dad. You have to make my lunch on my first day of Camp, too – and no chips!”
Being schooled on how to prepare a nutritious meal by an eight-year-old is a wake-up call, to say the least.
Well done, Tig!
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