Andy M.
Certified Pretend Chef
I’m here for the food. (to paraphrase Alton Brown)
I love to eat and I love to cook. The flavors, textures, aromas and images of different kinds of foods are a treasure to me. This is why I cannot answer the, “What’s your favorite…” questions that others post. Choosing one excludes all the others.
Biting into a freshly made pulled pork sandwich. Savoring the aromas of a Thanksgiving dinner. The rapture of rich, creamy vanilla bean ice cream melting on your tongue. Savoring a glass of wine that compliments the food you’re eating. These and other pleasures are very important to me. I could go on, the list is long, but you understand.
Now to the sad/frustrating part.
As many of you know, I care for my grandson. Ten hours a day, five days a week. During that time, I feed the guy. If you can call it that! I mix powder with water and he gets the resulting mixture through a silicone nipple. YUCK! Before that he got the real thing from his mom. His entire eating experience to date consists of milk or fortified milk. Have you tasted that powdered stuff?! Is there anyone out there who wants that to be the only eating experience you’ve ever known? Not a chance!
The good news
Yeah, I know, pretty soon he’ll start eating semi-solid and solid foods. Eventually, he’ll be eating everything. I can’t wait!
I’ve already started letting him smell herbs and spices to get some flavors into his brain. I’m hoping to develop in him, a liking for a wide range of flavors and a willingness to try new stuff. It will have to be me who does it. His mom thinks the stove is a decoration and his dad dislikes so many different foods that are basic to good cooking that he won’t help much.
It starts with rice cereal and Cheerios on the high chair and from there, the whole world awaits. His first ice cream, pizza, sushi, egg roll, BBQ, fried chicken, pot roast, pad Thai, shish kebab, hot dog, ribs…
…and late, we get to cook together. Are you hungry? Here are some ingredients. Make something.
If I fail, he’ll grow up believing Oodles of Noodles soup is a treat.
If I am successful, you can save a space on Discuss Cooking for a new foodie in a few years.
It can’t start soon enough for me.
I love to eat and I love to cook. The flavors, textures, aromas and images of different kinds of foods are a treasure to me. This is why I cannot answer the, “What’s your favorite…” questions that others post. Choosing one excludes all the others.
Biting into a freshly made pulled pork sandwich. Savoring the aromas of a Thanksgiving dinner. The rapture of rich, creamy vanilla bean ice cream melting on your tongue. Savoring a glass of wine that compliments the food you’re eating. These and other pleasures are very important to me. I could go on, the list is long, but you understand.
Now to the sad/frustrating part.
As many of you know, I care for my grandson. Ten hours a day, five days a week. During that time, I feed the guy. If you can call it that! I mix powder with water and he gets the resulting mixture through a silicone nipple. YUCK! Before that he got the real thing from his mom. His entire eating experience to date consists of milk or fortified milk. Have you tasted that powdered stuff?! Is there anyone out there who wants that to be the only eating experience you’ve ever known? Not a chance!
The good news
Yeah, I know, pretty soon he’ll start eating semi-solid and solid foods. Eventually, he’ll be eating everything. I can’t wait!
I’ve already started letting him smell herbs and spices to get some flavors into his brain. I’m hoping to develop in him, a liking for a wide range of flavors and a willingness to try new stuff. It will have to be me who does it. His mom thinks the stove is a decoration and his dad dislikes so many different foods that are basic to good cooking that he won’t help much.
It starts with rice cereal and Cheerios on the high chair and from there, the whole world awaits. His first ice cream, pizza, sushi, egg roll, BBQ, fried chicken, pot roast, pad Thai, shish kebab, hot dog, ribs…
…and late, we get to cook together. Are you hungry? Here are some ingredients. Make something.
If I fail, he’ll grow up believing Oodles of Noodles soup is a treat.
If I am successful, you can save a space on Discuss Cooking for a new foodie in a few years.
It can’t start soon enough for me.