My eight-year-old eats nicely. We just told friends how he turned the corner from picky to rather omnivorous around the end of kindergarten. That said, when the first bite of a dinner makes him lean his head back against his chair and close his eyes in pleasure, I - as father and cook - take notice. The four-year-old also ate this without complaining, which is newsworthy in our house.
If you read down to the bottom of the recipe card, you'll see that this came from the charter issue of Cook's country. Easy and pretty quick to make, the recipe calls for only one non-staple ingredient for us: ricotta cheese. Make ricotta a staple and whapam! You could have this twice a month.
I'm sure shells would play well with the other ingredients. We've been perfectly happy with Penne Rigate. Don't forget to reserve that cup of pasta water!
The name of this blog is a political statement about fatherhood. Regardless of the progress toward gender equality that has occurred over the last several decades, one stereotype persists and may be getting worse: moms are good parents and dads are incompetent boobs who sometimes babysit. Poppycock, I say. Or an excuse for dads who would like to be viewed as numskulls so that they don't have to parent their kids. Dads are parents too, and I know some who are very good at it.
I'm neither a stay-at-home dad nor do I work full time. I work part time, and I'm the primary parent for the foreseeable future. The primary competent parent, I hope it is not presumptuous to say.
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