Peas

July 15, 2011
The only thing Cole wanted to eat for dinner tonight was peas.

He must have some Jewkes blood in him because my grandma would eat an entire grocery sack (or two, or three depending on how many I picked for her) of fresh peas for dinner. And nothing else. My grandpa hated it. He always told us to bring the peas over AFTER dinner, so he got fed that night, otherwise he'd watch my grandma eat peas until she was sick and he'd be left to fend for himself. He didn't share her love of fresh garden veggies.

And with that sweet memory of my grandma, I wasn't about to insist on Cole eating anything else.