Dinner’s on Me

This post by Jennifer Flaten


Twin number two decided she wanted to make dinner for us on Monday. She likes to cook, but I think her motivation was more sibling rivalry in nature.i3Vp5BGS


Her sister took a travel & restaurant this past semester and one of the final projects was a recipe for Hawaiian Fried Rice. What makes it Hawaiin, you ask? Spam. Yep, spam fried rice. Now I had spam often as a child, but I’ve never made it for my kids.


I figured the closest they would ever come to Spam is the cute yellow sunsuits that they got from their grandma when they were two. At that time we were living in Minnesota (home to the Spam factory) and on a trip to visit us my mother made a detour to Spamville and arrived with the cutest outfits emblazoned with the word Spam.


Well, it seems I was wrong, they do like Spam, but only when made by one of their own. I can guarantee if I plopped Hawaiian fried rice down for dinner one night no one would have touched it, prepared by a kid though everyone had seconds.


So, kid #2 set off to best Spam fried rice. She turned to her trust Summer School cookbook, put together during a six week summer school session. The recipes are extremely kid friendly (think pancakes, pigs in a blanket, and strawberry shortcake).


She chose chicken chimichangas. We bought all the ingredients and she spent some time talking up her dinner making debut. When the time came she eagerly went to work in the kitchen. Soon we were all dining on tasty chimis.


I like this sibling rivalry thing if it means I don’t have to cook.


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13 thoughts on “Dinner’s on Me

  1. My husband loves fried spam. I don’t fix it very often, once a month at most. But it can be tasty, have a macaroni salad that calls for spam and cheese and is good. How fun for your twins to have a little rivalry. Great motivation! Entertaining post.


  2. If my mother were still alive, she would envy you your daughters’ abilities and eagerness to cook. Neither my brother nor me volunteered to do any of that for our mother, not even out of sibling rivalry.


  3. My parents eat spam — I do not. I don’t eat much rice, either. Guess I’d be out of luck for dinner although I do enjoy Mexican food! πŸ™‚ Nice to have another cook or two in the house!


  4. Sounds like this sibling rivalry thing is working in your favor. Now if you could just come up with a way to get them to add the laundry to the mix.

    As for Spam, there are a zillion different ways to cook with Spam. Our favorites are Spam & pineapple, and Spam casserole, which is actually macaroni and cheese with span in it.


  5. You’ve got a goldmine there. Keep it going as long as you can.

    Home after serving in World War II, my father banned mutton, spam, and Irish potatoes from his table. (He later changed his mind about the potatoes.) When I was seven, I was telling my mother what the cafeteria at my new school had served for lunch–a choice of ham or something I couldn’t identify–and after listening to me describe its appearance, she laughed and said, “Spam.” Then she had to explain. I’d never heard of it. I’m not sure I’ve ever tasted it.

    Great post. I enjoy hearing about your children.


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