I come from a family that loves food. My parents, my aunts & uncles, my cousins…from top to bottom we love food. We are an unusually close family having always lived within 5 miles of each other. Being raised by and in a food loving family I was exposed to the wide range of cuisine that LA has to offer. Hole-in-the-wall, ethnic, ethnic hole-in-the-wall…you name it, we ate it. As an immigrant family we are not just bi-cultural, we are try-cultural.
Last week I took my wife and kids to Papa Cristo’s in Los Angeles. It is Greek restaurant and market. Those of you who are parents know how picky and honest kids can be about food so going to an ethnic place always makes us wonder. Since my family has never been here before, we ordered various plates so we could try different Greek proteins. We ordered…
1. Rack of Lamb
2. Gyro Plate (gyro meat on a plate with potatoes and salad)
4. Grilled Octopus
5. Beef and Chicken Kebabs
Our kids ate everything. I mean everything. They loved the octopus, falafel, and even the lamb. I love Greek food and was hoping that my kids would too. They did. My wife and I were happy and proud that our kids are try-cultural as well. They like Indian, Vietnamese, Armenian, Italian, Mexican, Chinese, seafood, vegetables, etc. I believe food is such an important window into different cultures and can be a small part of growing someone’s tolerance, perspective, and ability to engage those that are different from them. Also, it just tastes good.
The more I learn about myself while loving my wife and raising my kids I realize that we humans are all racist and curious at the same time. My hope in exposing my kids to the ethnic foods of Los Angeles is that we will feed the curiosity and starve the racism and ignorance.
Did I mention that it tastes good too?