The Picky Eater is back by popular demand (that’s actually only half a joke)! My biggest fan (Mama Lina, you know I’m talking about you) insisted on my trying new foods the last two times I saw her for the sole purpose of me blogging about it. So here’s how I did:
1. Fried calamari with tartar sauce
2. Rice balls
3. An assortment of fruit
OK, so technically I’ve tried fried calamari once before, but never with tartar sauce. In fact, I never actually knew what was in tartar sauce until about six seconds ago when I googled it. I still don’t fully know because I stopped reading the sentence after “mayonnaise-based”. I feel dirty. It now sickens me to admit that I actually kind of liked it. I ate multiple pieces of sqiud dipped in the MAYO-BASED sauce. Ugh, I need to shower. **
I’ve also technically tried rice balls before (so far this is proving to be a pretty lame post, huh?). Every Thanksgiving we go to our neighbor’s house before dinner, and being an amazing Italian cook, she always has a huge spread of food out as “appetizers”. She makes rice balls every year, and I always eat exactly one. I definitely don’t dislike them. But I’m also pretty sure I only eat them because (1) I want to be polite and (2) everyone else raves about them so I know I’m supposed to like them. Well anyway, I tried a rice ball again the other day and actually loved it–I even went back for more (have you noticed that I measure if I liked something or not by if I agreed to go near it again?) So yeah, I look forward to next Thanksgiving so I can give rice balls another shot.
My body has consumed more fruit this week than the past year combined because of all the fruits I tried for the first time. First there was a blueberry (yes, one single blueberry). I gave it a second shot after trying one in Ireland, and I can now conclusively say that I DO NOT like blueberries. I’m sorry everyone– I tried, I really did.
Next I tried a kiwi. I honestly don’t even remember what it tasted like, but I’m pretty sure I liked it. Mama Lina told me it wouldn’t have much of a taste, and we all know that’s my comfort zone, so I guess it’s no surprise that it went well.
Then, last night, I tried a piece of papaya and mango (I know, things are getting crazy here at The Picky Eater Chronicles). The papaya was pretty good, actually. I also felt very tropical and exotic for eating it, so I think that helped. The mango, not so much. I really can’t remember why so I can’t give a nice description of what turned me off of mangoes, but I know that I am most definitely turned off! No more mangoes. I feel comfortable with this declaration having just said that I like papaya– seriously, I feel way too proud of that.
**CORRECTION: The original post said that calamari is shrimp which I KNOW IT’S NOT! Needless to say I’ve corrected it and am eternally embarrassed. Thank you, Laura, for pointing it out and for being SO COOL ABOUT IT! -_-