I will feed my kids what I want to feed them, thank you.
I’ve never met Adam McDowell, I don’t know him, but I really don’t like him.
In an article for the National Post entitled “Death to the chicken finger”, McDowell discusses at length, how children’s menus at restaurants are horrible unhealthy things. He goes on to say parents post-1980s give in too easily to their fussy kids and the menus need to be ditched, in order, to expand the variety of food kids eat.
I have two things to say about his piece.
1. You’re wrong,
and
2. Shut the hell up. Unless you have a fussy child you have NO idea.
Claiming this whole fussy eater thing is recent and part of the new generation of parents (seriously can we not do anything right) is absolute BS.
My siblings and I (all examples of the 70s and 80s children he references in the article) were all fussy, particularly my brother and younger sister, and guess what Mr-adults-should-have-sophisticated-palates, they still are. Except now as adults they simply avoid the foods they don’t like because they don’t have an authority figure forcing them to eat something they hate.
You don’t need a wide and varied palate to be healthy. My partner is quite healthy (read: complete and utter health freak) and basically lives off chicken, steak, rice and veggies. He hates the flavoursome foods I like and we eat different dinners 90% of the time. He is so healthy it almost makes me want to join him, but let’s face it: cake.
But what I really want to say to Mr McDowell is this.
You just don’t get it.
You don’t get it because you don’t have a son like mine. And just to show you what it’s like in my house here are a few examples of his diet:
He doesn’t eat lollies, ice cream, or any cake with any form of icing.