Mamamarketing 2.0: Viking feast
K Indians are weird beings. They happily accept sweets in all sorts of (and impossible) colors, shapes, and "flavors," but tend to hysterical fits when more than two colors appear in a normal meal. I've heard of children in the circle of acquaintances who went crazy when peas and carrots were mixed on the plate and were only able to eat when all the components were provided neatly separated. "Eiderdaus", one judges there as a childless bystander, "what spoiled brats". "Poor parents" are pitied the guardians from their own experience.
This behavior does not always have to do with over-reluctance and stubbornness of the children or "failure" of the guardians. Children understand food very differently than adults for a very long time. Often it overwhelms them to process the taste of different ingredients together. They prefer to eat one after the other. First the potatoes, then the meat, finally the carrots. Therefore, they also love dishes that have a neutral flavor and only a one-dimensional addition: pasta with tomato sauce, fries with ketchup, potatoes with cottage cheese, bread with cheese, toast with jam. Everything is not a thing in which, as a parent, you break down from nutrition in the name of happiness, which, in terms of taste, is clear and uncomplicated - and only has two colors. That's the way it looks.
Fortunately, the little rascals are also incredibly playful and entertaining. And so you can get them - at least now and then. Before getting involved in enervating battles with each meal and giving up the peace at table for years, one can resort to small tricks now and then. Mamamarketing 2.0: Either you set the food visually exciting (examples you can find here, here and here or there) or thinks of profane food just great names. Both approaches work very well.
A great success for us was the Wikingerschmaus . When the child was about three years old, he suddenly had the idea that he no longer likes vegetables. We have been engaged in controversial food discussions. The child got a gasp when you even wanted to put a spoonful of vegetables on your plate. And then, on a Sunday, the decisive thought came to me: I simply mixed meatballs with peas, carrots and sauce together and served them in a large bowl with some mysterious fuss. "What's that?" The child asked sullenly. "This is Viking feast" I rejoiced. The child opened his eyes wide. "Viking feast as with the real Vikings of Hey-Hey-Wickie?". "Exactly." The child was very impressed and has eaten his plate ratzeputze empty. That's what I call successful marketing.
The whole thing has lasted until today: there are still Viking feasts on Sundays every now and then. And meanwhile we cook the favorite dish together. Since the child got his new cute children's knife dog , he is hardly to hold and dissects carrots equal kilos (and the living room table equal if I do not intervene). We love dog with its little bobble tail!
First carrots are being nibbled, then the doorbell rings , The neighbor boy wants to play football in the garden. There's dog taking a break. Whip 1 large onion , chop and brown in 1 teaspoon of clarified butter or oil in a large saucepan. Add 2 tablespoons tomato paste and cook briefly. Put the cubes in the pan, cover with water and season with 2 teaspoons salt . Bring to a boil and simmer for 10 minutes. Then stir in 100 g of frozen peas , 2 tablespoons of soy sauce and 1 dash of cream and simmer for 3 minutes. If necessary, add some kuzu or cornstarch to taste.
Underage 250 g minced beef with 3 tbsp breadcrumbs , Knead 1 egg , salt , pepper and 2 pinches of nutmeg and make small balls. Heat a pan and fry the balls over a high heat until brown. Add to the pot with the vegetables and leave for a few minutes.
Serve with boiled potatoes or bread.