I am definitely getting a raw deal. Just look at what the New York Times says some kids are eating: "Hanna Mandel, 5, set to mixing yeast pebbles, sea salt and extra virgin olive oil into an artisanal dough, which she topped with mozzarella and a nutty, slightly stinky Gruyère before choosing a vegetable topping. As she kneaded, she talked about her No. 1 food, sushi, declaring, 'Seaweed is my favorite part.'" They even get to go to Mario Batali's restaurants.
Me? I get to order from the kids' menu at places where they give you crayons to draw on the paper sheet covering the table. Macaroni and cheese. Cheapo pizza. No Gruyere in sight! No dishes like they make on the Cooking Channel. No Mario. Maybe I'll go on a hunger strike.