Last night Himself took me to an Indian place he's been raving about for weeks on the other side of The Frontier. He found it his first day of work at The Store (making me ponder the sanity of applying to work at $9/hour when it takes $9 in gas just to get there and back!).
It was divine.
It was free samosa night - and they were huge and puffy and full of wonderful things like potatoes, peas and garam masala - one of my favorite spices ever.
I had brought leftover ratatouille for Woodstock to eat, in case she didn't like Indian food. She scarfed down the ratatouille, some tasty little crackers and then reached for the rest of my samosa and popped it in her mouth.
She then signed "more."
As it turns out, Woodstock likes Indian food almost as much as I do. It isn't just indiscriminate "I'll eat anything," because while Woodstock loves food, there are some things she will not eat. For instance, shse will not eat green beans - not in a pot, not in homemade chicken noodle soup, not in a box, not with mixed veggies, not with a fox, not pureed ... she will not eat green beans.
She loved the shahi paneer (of course - the kid inherited my love of all things cheese). She loved the nan. We already knew she preferred basmati rice to regular rice. She loved the vegetable curry (minus the green beans). Mostly, she loved the rice pudding. (She did not, however, like the carrot pudding - pulling so many faces that the table next to us broke out in laughter).
Of course, she delighted them by blowing them kisses and saying "ba ba" (bye-bye) as we left. I dread life in 13 years when loving to be the center of attention is full of drama instead of baby cuteness.
On the way out, I told Himself, "We just fed our kid eggplant and peppers and squash and an assortment of Indian food for dinner and that she liked it? We cannot afford this."
Himself drew the connection that she's had more different kinds of food at 11 months than Grover has had in almost 12 years.
We're in trouble.
Why did I have to go and decide against feeding Woodstock jarred baby food?
2 comments:
Yeah, not feeling sorry for you. Your own fault, being the snobs that you are.
Lydia LOVES green beans! More than anything else! It's true, she hasn't tried any eggplant or garam masala, so maybe she just doesn't know any better. But I don't think I'll complain.
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