another blatant copying of victoria ivanova's, this time "the three meals a day" -
https://500px.com/photo/220954245/three-meals-a-day-by-victoria-ivanova but i will not tag it for the challenge.
speaking of peas....
when my oldest grandson, derrick, was five, he and the younger boy, darren, would spend most weekends with me and ex. the boys were a bit picky with food and while i could most times coax darren to eat vegetables, he tended to follow his brother's lead. one time we had filipino food which they always enjoyed. i always feed them before i eat my meal and that particular day our meat dish had potatoes, carrots and peas in it. i had to bribe the boys with extra time on the computer so they would eat their peas and i had so-so success -- derrick claimed he ate his peas, while darren had to sip his juice each time he put food in his mouth. so when they had finished eating and contentedly playing games, i sat down to have my meal (i was still a meat eater at the time).
after a while, derrick stood up to do something else when he stopped in front of the dining table, looked at my plate, with the peas all pushed to one side, and asked, "you don't like peas also?" these boys are smart, mind you. i had to think fast. "yes, i do," i said and nonchalantly told him, "i'm saving the best for last." then he disappeared to the washroom perhaps or to the spare bedroom where they slept. i was almost finished when i sensed that someone was behind watching me. when i turned around derrick was standing not far away. he smiled and he said "you're not eating your peas!" i told him i was just about to eat it, but i wanted a glass of iced tea. i got up and went to the fridge. when i returned to my seat, derrick sat across the table from me, with that cheshire grin on his young face.
you teach your children or grandchildren to eat their vegetables but oh, god, i so hate peas with a passion!!!! but we need to set to them a good example. i started to mash the peas, and put a tiny dab of butter in it, telling him, "this is why i save this for last, because this is the best way to eat them peas." oh, i had to battle with myself not to hurl. i rolled the mashed peas in my mouth and told derrick, "hmmmm....so good. would you like some?" no, thanks, he said and continued to watch me as i finished the damned peas. it was not so bad though them being mashed and buttered. but from then on, i avoided having food with peas, especially when the darned rascals were around!
"I eat my peas with honey, I've done so all my life. And though it may seem funny, it keeps them on my knife!"
Great image!
https://365project.org/northy/365/2020-05-14
The image is very good.
When my sister Diana and I didn't want to eat our peas but Mom said if we didn't eat them, no dessert! She went upstairs to put our youngest sister to bed and we were left to finish dinner in the kitchen. Our dog Reese came to watch and I think it was Diana who had the idea first...her fork "slipped" and a few peas landed on the floor. Reese responded by gobbling them up! Oh dear, my fork slipped! More peas landed on the floor. Reese was quite happy to help pick them up. When Mom returned all the peas were gone, dessert was served, and Reese had a tummy full of peas.
I like the simplicity of this balanced shot!