waffleheads

caleb assisted in this week's meal planning, and we have now reached the big seven day finale: waffleheads for breakfast. when the child suggests a new dish, giggles. when the parent, wide-eyed fear.

last night my older siblings-in-law convinced me to try grilled asparagus they moments before nabbed from the ditch, sprayed with pam, sprinkled with spices, and nestled between the burgers. it was good. until i got to the very end. then it tasted like grass. still. i ate it. and it did not taste anything like i remembered from when mom plucked and served it up for meals when i was 10.

caleb just explained how one makes waffleheads. it involves waffles and lots of chocolate and raspberry syrups. i'm sure peanut butter on the side. for whatever reason, i'm cringing just a little. for whatever reason = because i'm old. old enough to have actually eaten asparagus.