This is the conversation we had in the car coming home from the park at 5 p.m. By the way if you live by me, the park at Balboa and Burbank just was redone and it is awesome (not the duck park).
Me/Mom: "What should we have for dinner guys?"
Luke: "I want Indian Food."
Me: "Luke, how about we make pizza instead, we have had indian food alot."
Luke: "No, I want Indian Food."
Me: "What about Tortilla Pizzas or Tuna Helper or Tuna on Toast?"
(I knew I had at least a can of tuna)
Luke: "I don't want pizza...whine whine...I want Indian Food."
Me: "Oh Luke, I really don't want Indian Food, how about we make both"
Guess what I ended up making? Indian food. And I even ate some even though I really didn't want to. But thanks to Trader Joes it was out of bottle and super easy and poor kid, it wasn't like he was asking for cookies. And he ate 4 helpings of canned creamed corn. Cause thats how we roll, Indian food and can creamed corn. and the rice was white, but after I made it looked it a bit 'wild' since I burned the bottom cause I lose track of time quickly.
I should add that I didn't have pizza sauce and was going to have to make it and haven't done that before but figured i could figure it out with a cookbook, right? but maybe not for tonite. We had quesadillas for lunch.
I didn't have Indian food til I was 25. And my 4 1/2 year old eat its like its macaroni. What a strange town we live in. I love it.