The boys have a book they like to read before bed called “I love you stinkyface“about a boy who is going to bed asking his mom if she’d still love him if he was all these crazy, weird and horrible things.
There is a line in it that goes “…and what if I ate bugs instead of peanut butter.” My guys always chorus a loud EEEEEWW! at this moment. Well, I totally freaked out when I was making lentil soup the other night.
This is what appeared in my soup:
Gagging. Frantic phone calls to my sister. A tweet to foodie-friends on twitter. A million google-searches later.
Part of lentil.
I guess I see it.
Maybe the guys would have been thrilled. But honestly, the mystery behind the food is just one more reason I love eating out.