The good news is that Easter dinner conversation didn't include anything about snails eating dead shrimp, as it was not at our house. However, it was a very interesting Easter conversation around the table.
We were eating ribs, and M started asking about the food.
M ~ Ribs of an animal?
me ~ yep. All meat comes from animals. So do eggs (gesturing to deviled eggs)
Grandpa ~ ribs from a pig. [said with much gusto and a smirk]
M (between bites) ~ Do pigs have cartilage?
Grandma ~ no.
me ~ yes.
Grandma ~ well, not in the part we're eating. Ribs don't move.
me ~ yes they do.
M inspects her food, using her fingers to explore for cartilage.
Grandma ~ yeah, well not like a knee or elbow. They don't move far.
me ~ They have cartilage at the joints where they attach to the spine.
At this point, I started thinking about the Chronicles of Narnia where the children overhear the giants' conversation about a talking horse that had been prepared for the meal they were eating. Awkward.
It felt like another "new normal" kind of moment, so I wanted to share . . .
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