Which makes me think of this delicious Roast Beef dinner Mike made over the weekend. He cooked mushrooms and onions along with the roast. Ummm. And, while eating our delicious dinner I remembered that growing up I really didn't care for a nice roast...or mashed potatoes, or gravy....and then I remembered that I didn't care for much when it came to food as a child or teen. And what is sad about that is that we always had 'good home cooked meals'. I never knew the words
Chef Boyardee or
Ramen until I went to College and saw what my friends were eating. We NEVER had a frozen TV dinner, mashed potatoes made from powder & water or meals that came from a box or a can.
Instead, we had meatloaf or homemade fettucine noodles with pasta sauce from our garden's tomatoes and still... I would refuse to eat those things. I would sit at that table all night staring at my full plate of food.
Let me get back on track... My point is, later in life all of that changed and now I will pretty much try any type of food. From Pheasant to Wild Boar (delicious). In fact, if we could be, if life would allow us to be, I bet Mike and I could be a pair of really great "foodies." We could just watch cooking shows on end, try new dishes daily, take pictures of food and just eat and eat and eat. All the time.
That's not my point. My point is, Mike is an INCREDIBLE cook & I just wish we could run a restaurant and forget all this crap. Again. Not my point!
My POINT IS, I hope our child is brave from day one. I hope he or she will be open to the new tastes of every good, home-cooked meal and not be nearly as stubborn or unwilling as I was.