Sometimes I wish dinner was at 6 AM. I could get up extra early and be ready for it. Instead, it intrudes rather inconveniently at 6 PM, right in the middle of lessons, practice, homework, little neighbor visits, play dates, telephone calls, performances, recitals, and worst of all...my own sense that the work day is done. Sometimes I try to ignore dinner. I act casual and go about my business, and even pretend that I'm not hungry. I try to convince the kids and famished husband that they just ate a big lunch. When they are finished laughing, they position themselves at the table, ready for battle. After I admit defeat, I roll up my sleeves and make something snappy. There's no time for 30 minute meals on nights like these.
1 tablespoon chopped cilantro