Friday, April 07, 2006

Bad Mom Award

Today my daughter's class had a multi-cultural festival. Part of the deal was that each family was to bring a potluck item from their own ethnic heritage. Right. On the cusp of Holy Week I'm gonna be whipping up pots of homemade borcht, or bratwurst, or platesful of cream scones. I visited the bakery department of my local grocer, selected an assortment of bagels, and slathered them with cream cheese. I slapped on a label that said "Eastern European-American" and declared my work done.

They looked pretty sorry next to the platters of home made eggrolls, enchiladas, beans and rice, and New Orleans caramel cake the other Moms produced.

Too late, it occured to me that with our family's deep midwestern taproots, I could have lit up the room with lime jello and mini marshmallows.

Next year.

11 comments:

jledmiston said...

You did just fine.
But I know that feeling.

cheesehead said...

What jledmiston said.

Princess of Everything (and then some) said...

Oh sweetness...we have ALL been there! At least you remembered!

Quotidian Grace said...

How could you forget TWINKIES? The food of your people????

see-through faith said...

as Mindy said - at least you remembered (blush)

see-through faith said...

oh and I bet yours got eaten (grin)

Songbird said...

Honey, I've been there. I echo the other wise women who have already spoken here.

peripateticpolarbear said...

And cool whip! Lime jello, marshmallows and COOL WHIP on top (because just marshmallows wouldn't be enough.

hipchickmamma said...

frankly, i'm impressed that you remembered and then went to the store and slathered the cream cheese on them! it's so much easier just to say "oops! i forgot!"

sorry, bad mom award will have to go to someone else this year!;)

Sally said...

I've been there too, more than once (I have 5 children)...they have all survived none scarred by my culinary failings under times of stress all will be well.

JWD said...

This is a really late comment on this entry, but I had to say--I am always put in a tailspin by E's teacher's request for food that comes from our culture. What IS my cultural food? I'm terrified the answer is hot dogs and Kraft macaroni and cheese. Or Hamburger Helper. God help me.