“But Mooommm, I hate eating the skin. Can’t you peel it off for me?”
I ignore the puppy dog eyes my daughter sends my way. “No. All the best nutrients are in the skin. Just eat it along with the rest.”
Petulant stomping toward the table tells me how well my declaration is received. I smile indulgently at her muttering, and finish filling our plates. Swallowing my smile, I shuffle to the table with our dinner.
“Just eat the skin with the flesh, love. If you eat it all, there’s fresh brains for dessert.”