Oh, April Fool's Day. How I don't really care for you.
It's not that I don't like a good joke or a hearty laugh at someone else's expense (cause I do...believe me, I do), but it's just not a holiday that I've ever really been that into. I remember in junior high switching a friend's sandwich with one I had concocted myself. While he thought he was biting into a delicious peanut butter and jelly sandwich, little did he know that he was in for a giant bite of peanut butter and jelly and pepper and onion powder sandwich with some Worcestershire sauce for good measure. I laughed till I cried at seeing his face. Classic.
But, normally, I don't usually do anything with this holiday. Until this year.
Apparently, when Evan was little, his family would have an April Fool's Day dinner where they would eat off of weird "plates" and eat things were "gross". So, since Jana and Keith were here, and since Elisabeth is 7 years old and a giant fan of slap stick and gross-out humor, Jana decided to have an April Fool's Day dinner. Elisabeth's plan was to trick Evan since everyone else was in on the secret.
Jana found a recipe for Chunky Cat Barf online. We went to the store to find the ingredients needed. She also found a recipe for dessert: Baked Potatoes. She and Elisabeth went about making supper before Evan could come home and see it. I was in charge of setting the table.
Can I please tell you that finding "place settings" outside of the box was harder than I thought. But, this is what I came up with:
When Evan walked in the door after work, Elisabeth instantly went into this long, drawn out story about how our cat Roosevelt had gotten outside and eaten too much grass and had puked everywhere in the house. Evan already knew something was up because, not only is Elisabeth a horrific liar but she is also a terrible secret keeper, and she had told him we were eating something gross for dinner the night before. (Honestly, if she continues to be such a rotten liar, having her as a teenager will be fine.)
This was our Chunky Cat Barf dinner.
It seriously looked like cat barf. Jana even added spinach to the recipe as the "grass". Gross.
Here is everyone eating up! It actually ended up being a delicious meal. Seriously.
I tried to be creative with the "glasses". Jana drank wine from a measuring cup.
Julia had no idea what the heck was going on. She just likes to eat.
Evan drank milk from a sippy cup, which infuriated Julia to no end.
I drank wine from a beer stein.
Julia kept leaning over and hugging Keith throughout the whole meal. She loves her Papa.
Then it was dessert time. Evan did not know about this dessert because I threatened Elisabeth's life to actually just say it was a baked potato and not go into any more details.
He wondered what was up when we got the potatoes out of the freezer.
They were delish!
Overall, the dinner was fun. Elisabeth was the most excited and proud of "tricking" Evan. I have a feeling that this is now a new tradition in our home. Looks like I'll be searching for new, gross meals for next year.