If you’ve read our blog any amount of time, you know that we are way over the top on nutrition, especially as it concerns our kids. So what gives with the above picture? Was this a proof-of-life pic from their kidnappers? A photoshopped picture to torture SWMBO?
Nope, it’s just a breakfast out with dad. You see, before I learned about nutrition and began farming seriously, I ate all the things that “normal” people ate. While most of that food is gladly in my past, there are some foods that are a treat and we indulge on rare occasions. Well, not rare if it’s ice cream. Being from North Carolina, Krispy Kreme doughnuts, specifically when the “Hot Doughnut Now” sign is on, is one of those treats. I mentioned to my girls something about doughnuts and through conversation realized that while I’d take Spork when he was about 6, I’d never exposed my girls to the horrible goodness that is a warm Krispy Kreme doughnut. I told them I’d take them someday and proceeded about the rest of my day.
The next morning I received a phone call while standing in the pasture from The Princess, asking me where I was and when we were leaving for Krispy Kreme. Since Justin had an entire couple of days of experience under his belt, I left him to run the farm and took the kids to Krispy Kreme for a doughnut.
The kids (and even I) got a hot doughnut and had a large time talking to the other patrons and watching the doughnuts go through the machine, visible through the glass in the store. Justin managed not to kill himself and the farm was ok when we got home. All in all it was a morning well spent.
Just in case you’re wondering, Spork and I both felt queasy after eating a doughnut. Apparently we aren’t cut out for this much sugar and carbs anymore. The girls seemed to be ok. I figure we’ll go back again when they are dating, which should be in about 30 years. 🙂
Also, as you can tell by the pictures of Justin in other posts, he needs to eat something more than he does. We sent him home with some produce from the market, some grape juice from the pressing, and the rest of the dozen doughnuts. I turn 70 pound calves into 1100 pound cows. Surely I can get some meat on Justin before his internship is up.