This is the Dinner

This is the dinner

You can eat the dinner, or not eat the dinner

The choice is yours

You may stare at the plate and wish for a different dinner

But no other dinner will come

The kitchen is closed


  1. JellyBean says:

    In haiku form:This is what I made This is what you will eat or you will go hungry.

  2. Pass the ketchup

  3. About way more than food.

    I am the ‘dinner’ my wife gets.
    I am the only dinner she has.
    She can stare at the plate and wish for a ‘different’ dinner, but no other dinner will come. (she would have to ‘go out’ to get it.)

    I do not want that.

    Therefore, since I make the dinner, it well behooves me to make it ‘tasty.’

    That means the MAP.

    You can do it or not do it, but both have consequences.

    When I started my MAP on Jan 1, I could not do a push-up. So I started from the wall. My progress has been slow, but now I’m up to 5 from the floor, and my wife likes my new muscles. A lot.

    Anyone can start the MAP from wherever they are. Even baby steps pay off.

    Sometimes even the commercial pop culture gets it right-

    Just DO IT!

  4. Eoin MacAodh says:

    This is my dinner. There are many like it, but this one is mine.

    My dinner is my best friend. It is my life. I must master my dinner as I master my life.

    My dinner, without me, is useless. Without my dinner, I am hungry. I must make my dinner true. I must cook better than my enemy who is trying to bone my dinner. I must shoot him before he bones her.

    My dinner and I know that what counts in this meal is not the stovetop fire, the noise of our cooking oil, or the smoke we make. We know that it is the meal that counts. We will eat.

  5. Yup, that’s the rule for our kids. Also, no post-dinner cartoon if it’s not finished.

  6. Hmm.

    You will have what your given and like it is the iresistable force.

    Anorexia is the imovable object.

  7. james deucalion says:

    Ha! My parents taught me the word “finicky” at an early age! You’re right – eat it or go hungry. It’s not like we’re forcing the kids to eat rattlesnake with a liver glaze. Hmm, will have to try that . . .

  8. This post combined with the apology one brings to mind your post about when your father died and how your wife made something you hate and how you held it against her, as if she had purposefully chosen that detested meal to goad you. If she had said this to you, would you have been ok with that? I’m just curious.

    Good lord. (1) You completely omit the miscommunication that happened between us after my father died, (2) it was a truly terrible meal choice, (3) “This is the the Dinner” is clearly aimed from parent to child, (4) do you really have so little to do that you’d purposely try and string together three posts, spread over a couple years, into a brilliantly clever jab into the single most raw moment of our marriage?

  9. Hmmmm. I think I know what podcasts you listen to now. I just heard a very similar conversation on a podcast.

    I don’t think there were podcasts when my mum said words to the same effect to me :-)

  10. I must not complain about dinner.
    Complaining about dinner is the mind-killer.
    Complaining about dinner is the little-death that brings total obliteration.
    I will face my dinner.
    I will permit it to pass into me and through me.
    And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path.
    Where the dinner has gone there will be nothing.
    Only I will remain.

  11. /thread. Matt wins.

  12. You forgot: You are free to spend your own money purchasing food to prepare for yourself instead.

  13. Wish I had hubby’s support with that one. My cooking enthusiasm died a quick death.

  14. Actually, I really was just curious, not trying to bait you or anything. Many wives feel the same way about a husband’s complaints about dinner as they do about their children’s complaints about dinner. In you post about your father and his death, your wife did not purposefully choose that food to goad you, irritate you, be mean or anything else (from what I gathered from the post, and I may be mistaken). It was a sensitive time but she tried to provide dinner and as I recall (I read it a while ago), you really unleashed on her. So again, I just go back to a simple concept…if a woman cooks a meal for her family, husband included, and there are complaints about what it is, it’s a hated meal, etc, does a woman have the right to say, well, you either eat it or don’t, kitchen is closed, you fend for yourself tonight, Mister?

    I really am just curious, Athol. I want to know why the reaction to one situation is ok, but not the other. I understand that a woman is the Keeper of Details, you know, all the tiny things that keep a household runnning under the surface. Suzy is allergic to x. Johnny had his vaccinations on such and such a date. Hubby hates liver. But sometimes, is there allowed a point where a woman is allowed to say, “I did my darnedest and guess what, if you don’t like it, make yourself a bologna sandwich, I’m clearing the table and I’m done with ‘dinner.'”

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