|There's a really good chance my mom made her vest and his shirt, but check out those spiffy Easter shoes!|
Bean sprouts and avocado on whole wheat/seed/nut bread for lunch, when you're in first grade?...not cool. Only the city kids had stuff like American Cheese and Kool-Aid and battery-powered toys. City kids. And they pretty much never wanted to trade.
The phrase"...because we weren't weird enough" comes to mind.
We spent a lot of time at the local health food store, and to this day, the smell when you walk into a health food store takes me right back to 1975. There was also that incident where I was hanging on the front of the grocery cart at the health food store (like you're not supposed to do--even then, there were some things that were known to be unsafe), and I tipped the whole thing over with a large crash, right in the middle of the store. (sorry, Mom!) I used to use that story for my own kids, when this sign wasn't convincing them:
In view of the lack of meat and "fun" food at home that year...Dad used to sneak me down to the local bar/restaurant for a burger and ice cream, and his favorite--French fries with gravy--and we'd share a secret loathing of the hippie/granola food kick. Unfortunately, I insisted on always getting a chocolate ice cream cone, and he insisted on not being able to wipe my 6-year-old face, so we always got busted. I remember telling him that if I'd only had the vanilla, our crime would've gone unnoticed for a lot longer; but I didn't like vanilla, so what can you do? *sigh* He didn't even know about the dreaded lick-the-thumb-and-wipe-that-off-your-chin parent trick, so our ice cream sneaks ended.
Fortunately, the vegetarian thing only lasted about a year before our rebellion was successful, but the health food thing lasted all our lives, which I hated at the time. The first thing I did, when I got out on my own and could choose what *I* wanted at the store...was to buy WONDER BREAD, CHOCOLATE CHIPS, AND PEPSI and consume as much of it as I wanted. For breakfast.
Eventually, your life comes full circle, though, and I am so grateful to my granola-Mom now, because I am all about healthy food. It's also why I have a 5,000 square foot garden and spend my autumn canning and preserving instead of--I don't know--whatever other moms do in September.
What do city folks do in September..?