REAL MEN EAT RED MEAT

Father's Day has come and gone.   The family gathered.  The sun shone.  Angel played in the sprinklers.  Future DIL and I talked about wedding plans.  Hub and the boys drank a variety pack of craft beers, comparing hops or whatever.  The boys did not compare gift-giving plans and each gave Hub a new golf cap.  Then we grilled and sat down to dinner.  Pretty traditional Dad's Day.

But wait...I may have made a terrible, unforgivable mistake with the menu!  Here's what we had:


Cilantro-Lime Marinated Chicken Breast, on skewers, with mango and red pepper chunks
Sprouted Rice and Quinoa Blend side
Creamy Lime Cole Slaw with Napa and Red Cabbages
Parmesan Roasted Cauliflower
Dairy Queen Ice Cream "cake" for future DIL's upcoming birthday

Looking at a pre-Father's Day newspaper, still sitting on the coffee table, here's the suggested menu to honor dear old Dad:

Grilled Steak (his choice of cut)
Creamed Cheese Mashed Potatoes
Grilled Romaine with Blue Cheese Dressing
Sausage-Jalapeno Stuffed Peppers
Milk-Chocolate Maple Bacon Cookies

So, I guess I prepared a "girly" meal for Hub.  He seemed to like it though.  Or maybe he liked that I actually cooked an entire meal and only asked his help on a couple of things, and he only had to calm my cooking anxiety once or twice.  He's the regular cook in our household; I assist.  So I'm sure he found the whole enterprise rather amusing.

But back to the man menu....ever heard the term "killing him with kindness"?   Isn't it time we moved on from "traditional guy food" being the kind that contributes to "traditional guy heart attacks"?  I mean, really!

Nutrition Action Health Letter (Subscribe!  Support Center for Science in the Public Interest!) has a June cover story linking consumption of red meat to heart disease, cancer, and diabetes.  And yet, we persist in thinking Dad would like a red meat/high fat meal to honor him.  I don't get it, unless Dad is some sort of world class jerk, in which case next June might be a happier month without him.  In that case, "Sure!  How about seconds?  And a cigar!!!"

As for Hub, I trust he'll be around next year when I will step into the kitchen again for his amusement.

At least, that's the view from here....©