So Parker turned out to not be a fan of the cream cheese and pancetta-stuffed fried jalapenos.
Admittedly, I’d meant to warn him Friday and tell him what I’d put into his lunch. I find he does better with things if he knows in advance. But in the morning rush, I kind of forgot to tell him.
“Were you trying to poison me?” he yelled across the field when I picked him up at summer camp Friday afternoon.
Hmm… OK. Perhaps I’ll hold off on any more jalapenos, fried, stuffed or otherwise.
Today, I decided to play it safe. We had steaks for dinner last night and I made sure to cook up a little extra so he could have steak tacos for lunch today. Normally, I would heat the steak and pack it in a hot thermos. But on a day that’s reaching close to 100 F, that just seemed wrong.
So cold steak tacos it is. That, some fruit and a peanut butter and banana on whole-wheat bun and we’re good.