Home » Stuff We Love: Cafeteria Trays

Stuff We Love: Cafeteria Trays

You know what I like?  Ok, you read this blog primarily to hear me rant about stuff I don’t like.  I get it.  Disenchantment and sarcasm follows, I swear.

I like when my food looks nearly as great as it tastes.  I’m no culinary pro.  I am certainly not a self-proclaimed foodie.  However, I think we can all agree a petite mound of canned tuna on some lettuce and tomato garnished with some olives certainly looks and feels a helluva lot better than eating that cat-food looking shit straight out of the can.

I feel like my kid deserves the same.  He’s just starting to explore all kinds of new food.  While I don’t believe I should be styling his food into smiley faces and cartoon characters daily, I do think he can already appreciate color, a variety of textures, and a visually pleasing meal.

You might be spouting snark in your head. . .It’s gimmicky, a waste of time, you suck.  And I’ll retort, if it gets him to try new foods more readily, what’s the harm?  Plus, don’t we want to instill healthy eating habits – eating the rainbow, portion control, all that other shit I struggle to do myself?  I think a good-looking plate can help.

You may resume snarking now.  I’m off my very short soapbox.

Several months before Mac was born I stumbled upon these really cute plastic trays at Target.  They were white instead of pea green, but otherwise they looked identical to the cafeteria trays I used in grade school!

Picture me squealing to myself in delight, nearly busting the safety-pin off my early pregnancy bulging wool trousers.  Picture me mentally envisioning  a scene right out of Leave it to Beaver where Chris, Mac and I cozy up with our little trays in our TV Room for a Friday night dinner and movie.

I can FEEL your snark.  But hey, let’s be fair, back then I didn’t know any better.  I actually thought that’s how our family could operate.  Delusional at 4 months pregnant.

Flash forward.  Kid needs to eat.  Kid can’t eat anywhere near upholstery likely EVER.  Kid can appreciate good food, lovingly slopped on a pretty plastic tray.  So for dinners, I’ve made it routine to load up his cafeteria tray.

He seems to like it.  As for me?  For the three minutes it takes me to prepare his plate, I feel just like the fabulous but bitchier June Cleaver.

No Responses to “Stuff We Love: Cafeteria Trays”

  1. hysterical post – love the shameless photos too. I always joke that my husband and I had kids when we were young and stupid – and thank god for that. Years spent in a blur of laughter, tears, tantrums and fear (and that’s just me). I’m new to blogging but can’t wait to keep reading your funny, smart posts.

    • Deni Lyn says:

      Thank you! I’m so glad you enjoyed the post/blog. I look forward to checking our your blog too. (I will, I’m getting caught up after vacation). I, of course, got into the parenting game OLD. I couldn’t figure out why the doctor kept referring to me as AMA and high risk for months on end when I was pregnant. As soon as I figured out I wanted to punch her in the face. LOL! No matter what age, we all go through very similar stuff and I personally think it’s best to be snarky and find humor anytime you have the chance. 🙂