The picky eater

Recently, I cooked something for my baby boy. Well, afraid that he would be bored after eating the same kind of food everyday…I asked my mom whether there is any other recipe for me to try. My mom suggested that I added some spinach and anchovies to the porridge before blending it all. Urghh, spinach…hated that… well, I thought maybe it’s just me.

So, I proceeded with cooking the recipe… hopefully he would love it and would requested for more. To my disappointment he barely opens his own mouth when fed with the porridge. Ohh, such a failure… Faris usually open his mouth to almost everything…except sour foods. Is my baby boy a picky eater? Hopefully he won’t turn out to be just like me… I admit that I am a picky eater… as a child until now.

My mom used to troubled herself cooking twice because I have a lot of dislikes…I dislike beef, I used to dislike chicken, I used to dislike certain types of fish (only white meat please) and many more. So when my mom cooked for my brothers (these people would eat anything... no fuss, they just eat and can finished it all in minutes), she will just mixed everything and she’ll put aside a portion to cook especially for me. Yeah, me and only me! Lucky yeah…it was then. Do you believe in karma? Now everything come rolling back to me… tsk-tsk~

Tonight, before going to sleep… I managed to cook something for him. Hopefully he’ll love it! Say aaaa….faris~~