Ep. 9: Kids and School Lunches

Happy Day's Lunchbox

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As any kid who’s toted a lunch box to school can attest, this is no mere container for transporting nutritional sustenance to an educational institution. It’s an expression of self. And if your childhood was anything like David’s and mine, you wore your rebel yell on your lunch box. David’s was a thunderous yawp like that of Tarzan. For me, it was the Fonz’s purr-like “Ayyyy.” This wasn’t expressed everywhere in our lives, mostly just in our reaction to the lunches our mom packed us. But it’s what we had.

Tarzan Lunchbox

These days, though, it seems everyone—parents and picky eaters, principals and political officials—has a rebel yell about school lunches, whether the brown-bagged sort or the cafeteria type. The entire topic is a maze of mishaps waiting to be averted. Nut allergies. Vegetable quotas. Gluten sensitivities. Budget cuts. Chicken nuggets. Crusts or no crusts.

Sensing your barely contained frustration, we sought the advice of Debbie Koenig, a Brooklyn mom, blogger, cookbook author, and lunch-box whisperer. (She had a Hardy Boys lunch box. Ah, Shaun Cassidy.) She’s seen it all—the morning bickering about what’s for lunch, the vegetables that come back home untouched, the tears that accompany the wrong sandwich, and those oh-so-suspicious words “I bought the cafeteria lunch today.”

In our newest Small Bites podcast, Debbie talks us through some of the tricks she’s learned to help keep her son, Harry, fed during the week. Decently fed, mind you. Just as important, she divulges how she manages to do so without losing her sanity. After all, she gets parents, if you can’t tell from the title of her book Parents Need to Eat Too: Nap-Friendly Recipes, One-Handed Meals, and Time-Saving Kitchen Tricks for New Parents (William Morrow, $16.99) which we included in our list of the best cookbooks of the year in 2012.

Take a listen, if only for the relief that comes from knowing you’re not alone in what seems a constant lunch tussle. That and the realization that chances are pretty darn good you have it easier than Momma Leite did back in the day. I mean, seriously, can you imagine packing lunch every day for David?

Tell us, what was your lunch box of choice when you were a kid?

And if you had it to do all over again, what would it be nowadays? Let us know in a comment below.

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  1. I don’t remember having a lunchbox. With five kids, my mother didn’t have time to pack lunches, so we had “hot lunch” at school – oh those glorious yeasty warm rolls. Guess who stayed after to wash cafeteria tables to get an extra cookie (and avoid recess)? I think I could’ve eaten grilled cheese sandwiches made with Velveeta and Campbell’s tomato soup every day. I do remember packing lunches to take to day camp in brown bags with our names written on them. It was usually white bread with a slice of cheese & mustard (which I hated) because you couldn’t let mayo sit out in the heat all day. It was such a treat to get little bags of Fritos, and there was probably a store-bought cookie too. They always had orange drink in little cartons. Wow – blast from the past!

  2. Gosh, I have no memory of my lunch box although I know I had one. I remember the inside and the thermos very well. My goodness, brain freeze up.

  3. Mine was plaid. Seriously, a classic red and green tartan, on the standard (back then) metal box. With matching plaid thermos. I’m sure I wanted something “cooler,” but now I’d give anything to have a plaid lunchbox like that.

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