Both my daughter and my son had “feasts” at school today. My daughter is in preschool and I volunteered to do the food for the feast. As the preschool classes get older, the teachers allow the children to choose what they’d like for their feast. They usually pick pizza. Not exactly what I picture in thinking of the pilgrims and native americans sharing on the original day. However at age 3, the feast is traditional (somewhat) and there is no voting on the main menu. I like the idea of the traditional food and so I supplied all the food for the feast. (I won’t when it’s pizza). The menu consisted of:
mini turkey and cheese sandwiches and roll-ups
fruit salad – some balked at the orange stuff…persimon
sweet potato chips
steamed veggies and carrots with dip
oatmeal-chocolate chips cookes – which the kids made
Here’s what it looked like:
I have to say it went over well. Most kids ate something, and some even asked for seconds of fruit and sandwiches. The kids were very proud of their handmade tablecloth, which was painted butcher paper. So cute.
The second “feast” of the day was at my son’s kindergarten friendship feast. This was a clever idea. The kids in each kindergarten class were each asked to bring an ingredient, such as onion (ours), tomatoes, stock, noodles, zucchini, etc. Then one mom went home and made soup from the ingredients and returned with it the following day. I knew making all the other items for feast number 1, I couldn’t make soup too. Luckily someone else volunteered, but I did offer to make pumpkin muffins to accompany. Here they are:
All four kindergarten classes ate soup together with teachers and some families and siblings. Each class had made their own version of turkey hats and leaf placemats, which they were proud to bring home after. The soup and muffins were appreciated and eaten. Here’s a picure of my son and daughter sitting together. The teacher is so sweet and treats her like one of the kindergartners. After just coming from her feast, I was surpirsed to see she ate more than some of my son’s friends.
I must say with all these feast preparations, shopping, cooking, packing and clean up, I’m going to need to find some energy for the real feast on Thurs. I’ll keep you posted…