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A Love for Cabbage

Another day of working with cabbage-our prized cabbage that I babied throughout the summer. The cabbage that I saved from the demise of cabbage worms, watered, and surrounded with copper to scare away slugs. So, yes, babied. After all that care and love I was hoping the children would enjoy working with this gorgeous vegetable and like the taste of it. The coleslaw was a hit last week but would cooked cabbage get the same positive response? We assembled our ingredients for cabbage rolls


and showed all the children. They smelled all the spices that were in the recipe and many of them loved the smell of the fresh garlic! They took great pride in recognizing onion, salt, pepper, tomato sauce and ground beef. I wanted to introduce them to another herb so we passed around marjoram, which many agreed smelled sweet.

We pre-cooked the meat just so the children could work with the food without any cause for concern. The smell of the onions and meat simmering sparked the interest of many of our class foodies!


Then came the mixing of rice, meat, spices and some cheese (for good luck!)




And then the rolling. Each child made at least one roll







They enjoyed the challenge of rolling. Their small fingers worked nimbly and did their best to keep the filling inside the cabbage leaf. Although slightly tricky, most managed to make some semblance of a roll that I quickly stuck a toothpick through to keep it together. Some rolls required multiple toothpicks but whose counting?


Miele worked at the project the whole time time, poured on the tomato sauce and reminded me to put in the chicken stock. We brought them to the kitchen and put them in the oven to bake for 1/2 hour.

Although we have open snack in class, our teaching team decided to eat snack all together when it is something we have prepared together. There seems to be better enthusiasm when everyone eats together. So, we sat down, sang our appreciation song ( to be shared another time) and ate our cabbage rolls.

When asked if they liked the roll, the following comments were made-

Emma: This is good. (she ate 3!)
Miele: I really like it.
Kolton: I like it (he ate 2 1/2)
Addie: It is so better.
Jack: This is good. Mmmmm.
Makena: Yummy, cause there is cheese in there.
Jordyn: Everything in it I like it.
Kensie: I like it.
Grace: (licking the plate) It is good. Can we share with mommy; let her try?
Matias: (licked the sauce). Don't like it.
Joban: mouth covered-no way!
Kahlen: It's good but I don't like it very much.
Rhys: I like it! Just the inside, not the outside.
Sebastian: I love it. Can I have more. ( he ate 2 plus extra filling)

I love connecting the children to food in a whole new way. Growing, harvesting and cooking your own food builds a relationship with the food product. It no longer is just something taken for granted. Perhaps a lesson that can be spread to everything we do? Respect and care for people, animals, things and we can have deep relationships. Will this type of learning seep into all aspects of their lives....I hope so!

Emily

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