Over the summer, while on holiday with my family in Montreal, I came to a realization — an “aha! moment,” as Oprah would call it. It was such a profound moment for me that I simply had to document it. Anyone that knows me, knows how much I love food. I love food more than anything else — truly — so going out to restaurants is possibly one of my favourite things to do. Even though I am a vegetarian and not the most adventurous eater, I like to think of myself as a foodie.
Cue children. Seven years ago, my first child was born. Now, with three kids in tow, fun dining out in restaurants seems like a distant memory. Sure, my hubby and I get a sitter every now and then to eat out, and I try go out to dinner with my girlfriends on the odd occasion. However, the experience of eating out, trying new restaurants and tasting new things has changed drastically for me since having kids.
It didn’t have to change — loads of people I know take their kids along to restaurants, and they often invite us or ask me why we don’t do the same. And yes, we have tried a number of times, and for some reason it just doesn’t work.
I often dissect the reasons why it doesn’t work in the hopes that I can pinpoint the issue, tweak something in our method and magically all will be good in the land of eating out. A million ideas and suggestions flow through my mind, like how I can bribe the kids with dessert; maybe I should get them to nap in the afternoon?; perhaps I’ll give in and let them watch the iPad; what if I tell them that if they behave, we will take them out to eat again?” and so on… I get exhausted just thinking about it.
My brain was exhausted from thinking of bribes, comments and punishments for the kids. I was done.
I also wonder if it’s the type of restaurant we go to — will that make a difference? Maybe a kid-friendly menu, a place with big TV screens, the right kind of ambiance, somewhere close to home? And every time we try, I come to the same conclusion — it just doesn’t work for us. The kids can’t sit still, they don’t eat their food, they run around, climb …
Source:: The Huffington Post – Canada Travel