it is widely known amongst family and friends that i, lily stork, am a picky eater. although i have "expanded my horizons" tremendously since my days of only eating chicken fingers (those days not being that far behind me), i'm still kind of difficult. okay, really difficult! i don't like salad. i know, i know, who doesn't like salad?! i'm a big carb person: anything with refined white flour or sugar, i'm usually good. i do like most veggies and fruit, although don't try to put fruit with chocolate. i won't have it.. don't like wine, don't like sushi. two things that really, really cool people like. i want to be cool, i've tried to be cool, but wine gives me bitter beer face and sushi triggers the ol' adams gag reflex. so pleasant. what is not as widely known, is that bryan used to be pickier than me. he lived on pb&j and mac&cheese as a child, he picked the oregano out of the spaghetti sauce because it was green. then come the crew days of needing to eat 4000 calories to be able to stay alive (oh, how i wish), and suddenly, he loved it all. on his list of things he will not eat :: olives. that's it. he took a trip to japan in med school with one of his best friends who is japanese, and was introduced to sushi. and so, began his love affair with raw fish. he loves it. loves it. so needless to say, he's been wanting the babes to eat sushi since they started solids. and last week, they had their first little taste. it was halibut, so not too strong, but it seemed to be well-received... liam made a bit of a face, but he has issues with all food that is too hot or cold. finn ate it just like anything else. maybe there's hope we'll have non-picky eaters!!
eating our cheerios while waiting for our gyoza
yummy rice
what's the big deal?
