Last night Cassidy and I sat on the couch to NOM our delicious tofu stir fry that she made for dinner since she had the day off school while Ben and I had to work. So we were watching one of our favorites, Diners, Drive-Ins & Dives which was showing a really awesome seafood place in Maine and at one point the chef dropped a MASSIVE lobster into a pot of boiling water and my mouth watered as they ran down the list of ingredients for the lobster mac and cheese he was making.
LOBSTER MAC AND CHEESE! IN ALL CAPS!
I glanced over at Cassidy who had the fork half way to her mouth, jaw hanging down, completely frozen. She didn’t move for about 5 seconds so I was all…
Me: I KNOW RIGHT!? LOBSTER MAC AND CHEESE! Do you hear that? That sound can only be angels singing in heaven.
Cassidy: It was… alive?
Me: Well, yes. At one point any meat you eat was alive.
Cassidy: It was alive when they dropped it into a POT OF BOILING WATER!
Me: Yeah… that’s pretty much how lobster is cooked unless you kill it by slicing it’s head in half first.
Cassidy: *dry heave*
Me: That’s why so many people don’t cook lobster at home. They can’t stomach that part.
Cassidy: That’s HORRIBLE. HOW WOULD THESE PEOPLE LIKE IT IF THEY WERE BOILED ALIVE!?
Me: I don’t know how I’d like it, but I would eat that LOBSTER MAC AND CHEESE for breakfast, second breakfast, elevenses, luncheon, afternoon tea, dinner and supper!
I could see tears actually start to well up in her eyes a bit and I had a feeling there would be another vegetarian stint but she ate some turkey chili tonight. The last few weeks have been rough with her and there are times when I question my sanity and wonder how I ever thought I’d be able to parent a teenage girl. Then there are times when she shows this kind of innocence and compassion and I’m reminded that, goddamn it, we’re doing SOMETHING right.
I haven’t figured out exactly what it is yet but it’s SOMETHING.