Extreme Slow Food

We had to call an emergency family meeting tonight. It was about this whole slow food “issue.” I’m not talking about this:

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I’m in to all that. I’m talking about Piper and Sissy’s propensity for taking so long to finish a meal that breakfast runs in to lunch and lunch runs into dinner. We call it brealunner for short. There’s nothing short about it, though. Don’t get me wrong; I enjoy a leisurely pace. I like that we talk so much at meal time. I like that Piper cracks us up. Sissy tells us about her day. Important questions are asked and answered. Meal time is awesome for the first hour. You heard me right. It’s just that we can’t seem to do anything else in our house but make meals, eat meals, and clean up after meals. At this point we’re going to have to start bringing our pillows to the table.

So, we brainstormed (post rant, of course). Sissy suggested a new seating arrangement for less distraction. Done. Piper suggested we all stand up while we eat and stop using utensils and napkins. Vetoed. I suggested a timer simply to make us aware of a reasonable passage of time. Motion carried. Dad suggested we cut down on snacks between meals. Split vote. It was a productive conversation. We began eating.

At the end of our meeting and our successful thirty minute meal, I asked if there were any other issues to discuss. Piper had one.

“You guys are kind of bossy. You’re always telling us what to do. I think you both should work on that. Your bossiness, that is.”

Duly noted.

Maybe I should have sent her to bed without her dinner, but A. she’d already eaten it and B. I was laughing too hard.

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4 thoughts on “Extreme Slow Food

  1. My husband and my daughter are super fast eaters – he blames his days in an all boys catholic high school where it was eat it or lose it. I blame my daughter’s speed on him. My son and I tend to linger and hang a bit – not for more than an hour though! Good luck with the new strategy and let us know how it goes!

    • So far, so good. You know how the “new ideas” go, though. They’re golden for the first 24 hours and then we all forget and revert to slow food nation. I’m hoping that one day when they come home from college and we linger around the table talking for hours, I’ll be grateful. Right?

  2. you are hilarious. Our dinner time is about 10 minutes flat. The boy takes 4 bites, heads to the bathroom and then runs out the door to play. I need a happy medium!! By the way- I retweeted this and now am following you. FInally!

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