Eleanor and her bacon habit
We've been raising Eleanor as an ovo-lacto vegetarian, though in the past few years we've been giving her fish every once in a while for the protein fix and some flexibility with mealtimes. But at school, Eleanor and some of her classmates arrive early enough to get some kind of breakfast at the cafeteria. Some kids get tatertots, others get Tastykakes, or chocolate milk, or eggs and bacon. Eleanor's been "sneaking" pastries -- it's pretty clear what she has in mind when all she wants for breakfast before we leave is toast -- and for the past few months she's also been getting a piece or two of bacon from a classmate.
In class, though, they've been wrapping up the year with a unit on nutrition. The highlight of the unit was a screening of Supersize Me.
Eleanor says she's no longer a bacon-tarian now.
Apparently the movie was more successful than I've been at making Eleanor really understand the health reasons why we stay mostly vegetarian. I didn't want to nag, and I can't hang with her in the cafeteria and be the food police. I was chalking it up to harmless thumbing her nose at me, and -- frankly -- really enjoying the taste of bacon, and I just tried to repeat that it's bad for her and feed her better at home. I was thinking of taking her on a trip to a farm, not a factory-farm shock trip, but a trip to maybe a farm in Lancaster County or something to see where the bacon starts from. But if the movie works, yay!
We'll see how long it lasts, but it's been fun to watch her reaction to the film. It really struck her that the guy got so seriously ill so quickly from his McDonald's diet.
In class, though, they've been wrapping up the year with a unit on nutrition. The highlight of the unit was a screening of Supersize Me.
Eleanor says she's no longer a bacon-tarian now.
Apparently the movie was more successful than I've been at making Eleanor really understand the health reasons why we stay mostly vegetarian. I didn't want to nag, and I can't hang with her in the cafeteria and be the food police. I was chalking it up to harmless thumbing her nose at me, and -- frankly -- really enjoying the taste of bacon, and I just tried to repeat that it's bad for her and feed her better at home. I was thinking of taking her on a trip to a farm, not a factory-farm shock trip, but a trip to maybe a farm in Lancaster County or something to see where the bacon starts from. But if the movie works, yay!
We'll see how long it lasts, but it's been fun to watch her reaction to the film. It really struck her that the guy got so seriously ill so quickly from his McDonald's diet.