In the never ending search for culinary delights that are both nutritious, and edible for the small people in the house, every new hit meal quickly finds its way onto the winning wheel of whether my kids will eat it.
Because as you foster and grow their sense of self-worth and ability to form opinions of their own, it seems as though their opinion of anything edible that's not a chicken nugget or a chip becomes a firm "yuck".
Their tiny eyes develop abilities usually reserved to only the keenest eyed of the animal kingdom.
Like a hawk, gliding casually over a summer field awaiting the slightest movement of a mouse, so too do the children circle the plate of whatever it is you thought you'd try.
Talons sifting through the sauce, and mince, rice flying to the side until... "AHA! You said there was no onion Dad, what's THIS?" The tiniest sliver of solid onion, the one, singular piece that slipped through large enough to be identified has been found.