Austin's sister, Brenae, has a fun way of honoring Friday the 13th-- she and her husband invite friends over to share a Barbarian Feast. The rules are simple: the messier the food, the better, and no hands allowed!
We've been waiting for Friday the 13th to roll around so we could steal this tradition from her. We invited some friends in our ward, and we had a blast. We ate rolls, pistachio pudding, fruit and dip, spaghetti, cole slaw, jello cheesecake, and of course, Dirt Cups-- the ultimate Barbarian delicacy (good thinking, Carly).
As we were eating, we tried to be as barbaric as possible, but it soon hit us: Barbarians weren't idiotic slobs, they were just limited in their choice of utensils. They probably utilized the eating tools were readily available to them: fingers and gravity.
So I say, Hoorah to the Barbarians! Hoorah for hand-eye-mouth coordination, opposable thumbs, incisors, and other God-given gifts that help us enjoy our food!!
Wow...it seems like it's Friday the 13th around here a lot the way my kids eat. :)
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