So we're watching the show where Brit chef Jamie Oliver attempts to get the fine folks of Hunnington, West Virginia to eat a little better. What amazed me was a scene in the elementary school where these little kids couldn't identify a tomato or potato. They knew pizza, hamburger and french fries. But the sight of a non-processed produce confused them.

I refuse to let my kid be as clueless as them. While she might not know it is a Roma or grape tomato, she'll have a clue that it is a tomato. And she'll know what a potato is. I'm not going to blame the school system so much as the parents of these kids for not taking the time out to either point out the various real foods at the grocery store or maybe they just don't serve them at home. Maybe it is all hot pockets, frozen tv dinners and McDonalds on the dinner table. I don't want to sound like a health nut, but I wasn't completely raised on that crap. Mom served up real food most of the time. I have zero intention on short cutting my own kid's diet with last minute fixes for long term dining.

Before I let her on the bus to kindergarten, she will have to tell me which is a tomato and that the other is a potato.