When my kids were young, they were deeply suspicious of any meat that wasn’t chicken. It didn’t matter what it tasted or looked like; chicken was fine and anything else wasn’t. So whenever I cooked salmon, I referred to it as “sea chicken,” and they ate it happily for years, until the younger one got into a vocal disagreement with a visiting playdate friend who recognized a salmon when she saw it. I dissembled with a not-very-convincing “potato, potahto” response […]
Former White House Social Secretary and co-author of Treating People Well with Jeremy Bernard.