M is taking Home Ec at school this term. They don’t call it Home Ec, of course; it’s “Family and Consumer Science” or something like that. But it’s a mix of sewing and cooking, and the boys seem even more excited than the girls about it. Why? “Because in the cooking part, you make things like cookies, and you get to eat the stuff you cook! It’s so cool, you get to eat all the stuff you make!”
Of course. 7th grade boys and food — how can you go wrong?
On Tuesday, M and his group started making pretzels. They discovered their flour had a live ant in it, so they went to the teacher. She picked the ant out for them, then asked, “Do you want to keep going with this flour, or start over?” Personally, I don’t think she should have given them the choice (isn’t Home Ec supposed to teach some basic sanitation principles too?) especially since they weighed the prospect of additional work vs. ant ickiness and decided to just keep going. Oh well.
They refrigerated the dough that night and then baked the pretzels today. M was so excited about how well the pretzels turned out. Not only did he and his group all enjoy eating some of the pretzels, they made enough that they all brought pretzels home for their families.
“Mom, it’s so good, you have to have some. And I don’t think there are any ants in it, because I didn’t see any when I rolled out the dough. Come on Mom, you have to try it.”
I will admit, it was a tasty pretzel, despite the mental ant ickiness factor. But I hope that future treats he brings home do not come with the specter of a little extra protein hanging over them.