...but I thought a story would help those who are anxious for an update. Before I go on with my story, I swear, tomorrow, I will have a real recipe for a very rich mac and cheese. I might even throw in some truffle oil (don't tell Picky).
So, for our second date, I decided to cook for Picky. During our first date, he ate some fried clams and he didn't mention anything about the many things he will not eat. So, I thought, "It shouldn't be a problem if I make a rack of lamb, a potato blue cheese tart, and some creme brulee." Well, I was right about two out of the three items. It isn't like the menu was a complete surprise to him. I told him what I was planning to make and he didn't say anything! So, here I am, all proud of my delicious rack of lamb, which were cooked medium rare, so that he could taste their full flavor. And he seemed lukewarm about them. I encouraged him to feel free to pick them up and eat them off the bone so he could get every delicious morsel. But, he didn't. Instead, he nibbled at them like a frightened rabbit! He did seem to really enjoy the potato tart and the creme brulee though. I thought maybe he was full since there was so much meat left on the bones! And he didn't want leftovers! I think I ended up eating more lamb than he did.
Finally, after we had dated for a few weeks, he finally confessed to me, after much prying, that it was the first time that he had lamb. And then he listed the food rules I had violated in serving it to him:
1. It tasted game-y.
2. It was not well done (he has this fear that he will get sick from meat if it isn't cooked well done).
3. The most horrible of all, IT WAS STILL ON THE BONE! - He does not want to eat anything, not even chicken, if the bone is still attached to it. He will eat ribs, but he will leave the meat that is right next to the bone.
I was horrified that I basically had starved him that night. And a bit worried that I ended up with someone who is overall, a wonderful human being, but seemed to have the opposite tastes in food. I mean, this is someone who will never split a roll of sushi with me. But through trial and error (and possibly blending up veggies and hiding them in his food), I have managed to broaden his food horizons a little at a time. I mean, it truly is an accomplishment that he now loves asparagus!
I hope this story appeases the masses (heavy sarcasm).
So, for our second date, I decided to cook for Picky. During our first date, he ate some fried clams and he didn't mention anything about the many things he will not eat. So, I thought, "It shouldn't be a problem if I make a rack of lamb, a potato blue cheese tart, and some creme brulee." Well, I was right about two out of the three items. It isn't like the menu was a complete surprise to him. I told him what I was planning to make and he didn't say anything! So, here I am, all proud of my delicious rack of lamb, which were cooked medium rare, so that he could taste their full flavor. And he seemed lukewarm about them. I encouraged him to feel free to pick them up and eat them off the bone so he could get every delicious morsel. But, he didn't. Instead, he nibbled at them like a frightened rabbit! He did seem to really enjoy the potato tart and the creme brulee though. I thought maybe he was full since there was so much meat left on the bones! And he didn't want leftovers! I think I ended up eating more lamb than he did.
Finally, after we had dated for a few weeks, he finally confessed to me, after much prying, that it was the first time that he had lamb. And then he listed the food rules I had violated in serving it to him:
1. It tasted game-y.
2. It was not well done (he has this fear that he will get sick from meat if it isn't cooked well done).
3. The most horrible of all, IT WAS STILL ON THE BONE! - He does not want to eat anything, not even chicken, if the bone is still attached to it. He will eat ribs, but he will leave the meat that is right next to the bone.
I was horrified that I basically had starved him that night. And a bit worried that I ended up with someone who is overall, a wonderful human being, but seemed to have the opposite tastes in food. I mean, this is someone who will never split a roll of sushi with me. But through trial and error (and possibly blending up veggies and hiding them in his food), I have managed to broaden his food horizons a little at a time. I mean, it truly is an accomplishment that he now loves asparagus!
I hope this story appeases the masses (heavy sarcasm).
1 comment:
Wow, we have similar issues with the bone (: haha cute!
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