|Chop sticks do not make it Japanese.|
So Ren (my daughter) went on her official Kabuto field trip. Chance (my son) did his in third grade too. I think it's a part of North Carolina core curriculum, as even ancient me, remembers field trips to the Japanese Steak House. Since Kabuto has created some asinine rule where only one parent can chaperon per child, I was left attending my medical appointment to be poked and prodded naked, while my daughter and my spouse chowed down on their delicious steak dinner. Except, another one of Kabuto's silly rules is that their "steakhouse" only offers chicken on the field trip. I accept that this could be the school making decisions and off-loading the blame on to the restaurant, but I find it completely silly that a field trip to a Japanese steakhouse doesn't have steak on the menu.
The thing is, I love Kabuto. In fact, after Chance's little field-trip a few years back, Ren felt so left out, she asked for her birthday to go to Kabuto. We gladly agreed, and enjoyed a wonderful meal. It's fun, and the food tastes great. I was expecting, that upon my arrival home from my medical nightmare of anal probing and genital manipulation, that I'd have a lovely take-home-box of sorts to find gastronomic peace with the day. I was looking forward to my Japanese doggy bag. However, when Shannon and Ren came home they brought a tiny little box of rice. I proceeded to quiz them why their field trip bounty was lacking, because, after-all, we had planned this out. They were going to sit at the end of the table, so that they, being the last in the line of food delivery would receive any excess that happened to befall upon them. It worked last year, this year, not so much. In fact, Shannon insists there was no "soup", no vegetables, and the "performer" barely spoke. What happened?
I of course understand. In North Carolina kids are brought up on bologna and macaroni salad. Our schools attempts to enculture them results in picky, non-eating whiners who likely would normally waste the meal. Apparently this new menu attempts to make the food more acceptable to annoying children and their accommodating parents who shovel and grunt with their forks, and who refuse to encourage a broader palette in themselves and their children. What you end up with is a so-called "Japanese" meal that is nothing more than chicken and rice, and parents who complain chop-sticks take to long to consume their feed.
This is not culture, especially if you're not trying anything new. It's a waste of gas, and money. You'd be better off taking them to McDonald's and calling it Scottish food than to pretend like this is actually culture. Get real. I'd like to see these kids eat shell-fish, kashuri, chocolate covered cock-roaches. Hell I'd settle for a baguette and Gruyere cheese. The Kabuto field trip is only valid for educational purposes if they're actually eating something Japanese. Otherwise you're just playing pretend, and this isn't Kindergarten anymore.