It is unfortunate that my whole family loves Ramen noodles. I do not. In college I refused to eat the stuff; even during my study abroad when my fellow students were downing their cheap bowls of noodles and fake broth, I pressed on in my homemade meal snobbishness. (I'm sure they were jealous of the delicious wafting smells coming from the kitchen.)
Even though I'm surrounded by Ramen-lovers in my very own home, I still can't get over those nasty packets of "flavor" that come with every package. The words "MSG" and "artificial" always give me a cringe as I unwillingly hand a steaming bowl to my children, much to their delight.
Well, today I wasn't going to stand for it anymore. On our menu for Tuesday's lunch is soup. I asked my son if he wanted Ramen. Of course he said yes. I didn't try plopping in frozen mixed veggies like last time (they went very unwell received). Instead, while the noodles were boiling, I discreetly did away with the packet of artificial beef flavor and whipped out my favorite beef base (Better Than Bouillon). I LOVE this stuff. And it's made from BEEF. Like, the real stuff. I stirred a couple teaspoons in and nonchalantly handed a steaming bowl of beef Ramen to my son. He downed it without even realizing and went on his merry way.
I AM MOTHER TRIUMPHANT! Mwahahahahahahahaaaa!
Take that Ramen.