Nutella

Brayden came home from school one day and asked if he could have a chocolate syrup sandwich.  I asked him why.  He said that a boy at school takes a sandwich to school every day that looks like there is chocolate sauce dripping from it.  So he pulled out 2 pieces of bread and poured on some chocolate syrup.  He took a bite and made a funny face.  I could tell that it didn’t taste like he expected.  He didn’t like it, but was concerned about wasting the food. He was relieved when I told him that he didn’t have to finish it.

About a week later Brayden came home and said, “I told Dalton about making a sandwich with chocolate syrup and that it tasted horrible.  Dalton told me that it wasn’t chocolate syrup. It was Nutella.” He hadn't heard of Nutella before and didn't know what it was.

In class on a different day the subject of Nutella came up and the teacher asked who had tasted it. He was dismayed to learn that he was one of only a small few that had not.  Feeling a great void in his life, Brayden shared his concerns with us later that day.  

To allow Brayden to see what he was missing out on we bought Nutella for Mother's Day and tried them on our crepes. Brayden probably finished half the jar himself, and loved every bite.