“What’s for dinner?” If you are like me, this is one of the most dreaded questions asked by my family. With picky eaters when kids are younger to individual diets as they grow up, it can be challenging to choose menu items. Plus, when you are dealing with swollen fingers, flaring shoulders, or knees that don’t want to stand long, dinner can become a real chore.
As early as possible, I got my family involved in helping with dinner. My kids were 5 and 7 when I was diagnosed with rheumatoid arthritis (RA), so they have been helping in the kitchen for years. In fact, I think kids like helping; we just often don’t include them. By asking them to assist in meal planning and food preparation, we open the possibilities of them enjoying our meals, learning great skills, not to mention making meals easier on our joints.
In my family, foil meals, also known as Boy Scout or campfire meals, have always been a favorite. They easily allow little ones to help out. Plus, they can be adapted to individual taste buds and can be portioned out to fit the needs of each person. When my kids were younger, they didn’t care for onions or spices, so we could easily eliminate them from their packets. One of mine now prefers salmon over ground beef — again, that is an easy change. As children, one of their favorite things to do after putting together their own meal was write their name on it with permanent marker to make sure they got the one they prepared special for themselves or for Dad.
Additional great things about these meals: One, as someone who loves leftovers that the kids can throw into the toaster oven or microwave later, these reheat easily. Just make sure not to reheat in the foil if using the microwave. Two, the ingredients can easily be changed depending on diet or even what you have in the house. They can be made into a vegetarian meal, spiced up a bit with a variety of herbs, or hot sauce added afterward, which is my husband’s favorite way to eat these meals.
Unfortunately, I don’t have photos of my children helping when they were younger, but they generally had the job of peeling and chopping potatoes and carrots. Then, together we would assemble the packets. While my kids are now 22 and 20, they still help me in the kitchen. Working side-by-side with them and my husband, I find joy in the time we can laugh and talk together. Meal time becomes less of a chore and more of an event.