When thinking of the reasons for this inferior diet, my basic instinct was to blame the eating habits of our English relatives; I dismissed things at that. However, the ever vigilant Jo has very rightly pointed out that their preferences had nothing to do with my diet during last week: it was much more circumstantial (and I'm an idiot, but as disturbing as that may be, it's not exactly news).
For example, while on Chapel St we initially wanted to go to our favorite Mexican restaurant, but had to give up on the idea because of the lack of a high chair and the general child-unfriendliness attitude the place exhibits. Instead, we went to the nearby TGI Fridays, where the food is quite junk oriented; I ate a pile of chips (that no one forced me to eat), and ended up with a headache.
Similar incidents took place all week long, causing me to reach the following conclusions-
- The way in which restaurants aiming towards certain types of clientele treat families with children could easily explain why children develop bad eating habits. Those restaurants prefer a cool image over actually serving food.
- The general quality of the food we tend to eat outside is severely lacking compared to the food Jo & I (but mostly Jo) prepare at home. We don't tend to notice it simply because we don't go out enough times for the external dinners to make an impact; but when we did, as in the case of last week, we felt the effect.
Less than great attitude towards families with kids was not evident in the food department alone. Walking around in Chadstone, the huge shopping mall that is full of escalators and stairs, we noticed that if we wanted to switch floors with the baby pram we had to find the elevator; the problem was that this elevator tends to be hidden at the end of a dark alley like corner.
I never really paid attention to these issues before. Now that I think about it, however, I'm amazed with how much we can get away with when we don't think of the others out there. The kids' related example is a classic, since we were all kids once and most of us will have kids of our own, yet we find it quite easy to be cruel towards ourselves.