Remember that scene in The Breakfast Club where all of the kids in detention were having lunch and what they brought to eat illustrated who they were as characters? Molly Ringwald’s princess character was a princess because she had—gasp!—sushi for lunch. I remember how weird it was for me because on one hand I completely understood the shorthand of that visual, but on the other hand I thought, Yeah, it would be great to have sushi for lunch, especially while in detention.

Making lunch for the boy can be tricky because he doesn’t like sandwiches. I suspect that lots of parents can toss peanut butter and jelly sandwiches in their kids’ lunchboxes and call it a day. I don’t have that luxury with the boy. Today, he asked for Udon noodles for lunch (and he wants sushi tomorrow). I think that maybe the world has progressed a bit since the debut of The Breakfast Club, and having Udon or sushi for lunch won’t be perceived as being a brat by the boy’s classmates. Even if it is, I suppose I could default to the fact that we’re Chinkies and that’s what we have for lunch. Amirite or amirite?

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