Backfire

Part of the reason we planted the vegetable garden was to educate Silas and Emmet about where our food comes from, how plants grow, and how we take care of other living things. It was also to encourage them to eat the fruits and vegetables we weer growing. You know, give them a stake in what they put in their mouths, get them involved and excited.
For the most part it's worked. I often find Emmet picking buds off the broccoli heads, Silas demands freshly picked (by his hands) spinach in his grilled cheese sandwich. They both stuff their mouths with sugar snap peas as soon as they find them. An all you can eat vegetable buffet. And let's not even get started about with the raspberry bushes. It's a virtual magnet. I'm considering putting up netting, not for the birds but for the boys.
So all this fresh, homegrown, handpicked fruit and vegetable harvest had me feeling very self satisfied, until...
Last night I made a muttar paneer, a pea and fried cheese curry with rice. Silas was inspecting the frozen peas before I tossed them into cook. "Who grew these? Where did they grow? When were they picked?"
My little food snob. No bananas for you!