Feeding Hungry Boys
I live with three of them. If you have been following this blog you would know how much feeding my family good, home cooked meals means to me - I would risk harmonious relationship for it. However, fortunately, I have matured (kind of) and realized that nutritious meals aren't worth breaking relationships for. But that's for another day. Given the above, I am more than happy to pack Kimi bekal when he started school early last year. Fancy tools are a pre-requisite - I bought, of course, fancy lunch boxes with fancy sandwich cutters and fancy food picks. Pancakes, check. Sandwiches, check. Roti jala, check. Roti nutella, check. Sausages, check. Sometimes Kimi makan habis, sometimes tak. One time I asked him why didn't he finish his bekal, he said, "Tak sedap". That got me a laugh from the husband, "Would you rather him lie about it?". Yergh, boys. One month later I had run out of ideas what to pack him for bekal. Thennn it occurred to ...