Ahhhh, dips. So simple, so tasty and so (potentially) nutritious. Naturally, my kids won’t eat any of it.
I can not begin to tell you how much I wish Arthur and DeeW loved dips. I can sit and dream about giving them a bowl of hummus and some veg sticks while I sneak off to watch The Sullivans.
They’ve tried hummus before (and I offer it to them every time I make it) but this time I decided to use canned white beans. Mostly because we have an entire pantry shelf of canned white beans, thanks to a shopping list miscommunication of massive proportions.
So for this dip, I used canned butter beans, a little garlic, olive oil, lemon juice, salt and pepper. This was also an experiment to see if Arthur and DeeW would eat a zaatar. Another dream of mine is to sit around with them eating dips and zaatar breads. And falafel. Arthur once found my bag of falafel when he was two and ate them all. I tell you that was a happy day. Alas he never ate falafel again.
I had to be sneaky about this so I broke out Fancy Dish. Fancy Dish was a present to my parents for their wedding (or engagement) in the late 60s. I thought Fancy Dish may provide enough distraction to help re-route the “ewwwwwww this is gross” brain signals to the “MAN THIS STUFF ROCKS!!!” neural pathways.
DID THEY FALL FOR THE FANCY DISH BAIT AND SWITCH? (Arthur, age ten and DeeW, age nearly-seven)
DeeW: “Plain zaatar is very nice. Zaatar in the dip isn’t good. The dip is not that much tasty with some foods dipped in it. The plain carrot is very tasty but not in the dip. Sorry for being rude. The crackers plain are very nice and nice in the dip. But I don’t really like the dip.”
Arthur: “The zaatar bread base is good but not the top. I don’t like the dip or the crackers. If I had to choose one thing I don’t like, it would be the taste”.
I’m not ready to give up on dips yet. Dips are just too fabulous for me to admit defeat any time soon. I might try again with a sweeter fruit dip as Arthur likes plain applesauce that I make myself. Or perhaps a sweeter veg dip with something like sweet potato. Wish me luck guys, I’m goin’ in.