Yeah, I'm mean, wanna make something of it?

I'm the meanest mom on the block. But you knew that already. Tonight, I'm "forcing" Frick and Frack to taste lasagna. I make a mean lasagna, if I do say so myself. It's a combination of my grandma's recipe and the Kraft No-boil recipe. I do think it's the only recipe that Grandma made without the use of Lipton onion soup.
The girls are almost 10. I think it's time to stop being so picky and start eating. They cannot survive on chicken nuggets alone. Yes, I am exaggerating. They eat tons of fresh fruits and veggies. They are great that way. But, in terms of real food - like food you can order in a restaurant - they eat next to nothing. I want them to learn to love all different kinds of food. At their age, my favorites were scallops and Hibachi steak. I still love both. I want them to broaden their horizons food-wise. So tonight they must try the lasagna. I have no doubt that Frick is going to hate it - she hates red sauce and cheese. But Frack? She loves pizza. Sure, the crust is the favorite part for that carbovore, but still, she eats the cheese and the sauce. It's worth a shot.
Now, I will admit to not liking pasta as a kid. In fact, I didn't truly learn to like pasta until I was an adult. But, I don't want my kids to be quite so limited. So mean mommy is making an appearance this evening. Actually, mean daddy is coming too. I've got quite the headache and am in bed, so he'll be doing the enforcing.