I’m not a vegetable lover but I will choke them down in the interest of my health.
When I was single and lived alone and was able to prepare meals for myself, I never considered myself a picky eater: I fixed what I liked and what I knew I should be eating. I made small portions and ate very few leftovers.
Now that my M.S. has progressed to full-on disability, and I’m married and living with someone who cooks for me [bless his heart], I’m told, and I concede, that I am a picky eater: I only like things prepared in certain ways.
I prefer my tomatoes and carrots raw, my broccoli and mushrooms and spinach cooked [but not too cooked, more like steamed or parboiled]
I don’t like zucchini, but will eat it in zucchini bread or if it is cooked, cut up into tiny slivers AND mixed with other things.
I have learned to like brussel sprouts, baked or sauteed [thank you, J.!].
All of which leads me to believe that if I can find the right recipe, and if OH will prepare it for me in exactly the right way, I could eat something I don’t like.
Because basically, I’m not a vegetable lover but I will choke them down in the interest of my health.
I have an affinity for the Sally character, played by Meg Ryan, in the movie When Harry met Sally:
Sally: But I'd like the pie heated and I don't want the ice cream on top, I want it on the side, and I'd like strawberry instead of vanilla if you have it, if not then no ice cream just whipped cream but only if it's real; if it's out of the can then nothing.
Waitress: Not even the pie?
Sally: No, I want the pie, but then not heated.
One response to “I am (apparently) a picky eater”
That is a great scene and a great movie.
You don’t sound too picky with the eating Lorna – wow you’re even able to eat brussel sprouts.
I enjoy your blog. Did you go to the school reunion?