Thursday, March 19, 2009

Not PB&J

When I was a kid, I was a picky eater.  I was not adventurous at all.  I'm pretty sure I went through a period where the only thing I would eat was peanut butter and jelly sandwiches.  I have no idea how long this lasted, but I'm pretty sure it was a long time.  Familiar foods would be ingested, but I was not really willing to try new things. For years we would go to a local Mexican chain and the only thing I would eat was a hamburger.  I could really be a pain in the buttockals when it came to meal time.

A few days ago, I was chatting with MonkeyMamma.  It had been a glorious day, so MonkeyMamma and her foreign exchange students went to a local bistro for lunch on the patio.  B wanted her salmon raw but they insisted on cooking it ever so slightly before they would serve it.  She was not happy.  Sounded like me that B was craving some sushi!  I suggested a fantastic sushi place near my office and casually mentioned that the sushi was awesome.

MonkeyMamma's reaction was hysterical!  She started to respond normally and then about 20 seconds later, she stopped dead in her tracks.  "You eat sushi?" she asked incredulously.  Why yes I do and I love it!  I know, the same girl who had a complete and total meltdown on a camping trip as a child because someone "stole" her PB&J sandwich.  The entire family looked high and low for the missing PB&J.  It was nowhere to be found.  We looked for what seemed like forever.  All of the sudden my dad started laughing at me.  Then everyone else started laughing.  Being a pre-teen aged girl, I was not amused.  I lost my lunch and they were just laughing about it.  Turns out that I somehow stuck my arm in the sandwich and it was stuck on the sleeve of my coat.

Today, the picky PB&J girl got to introduce her mother and baby sister to the joys of sushi.  They seemed to like it and hopefully will join me again some day soon. Now all I need to do is find a way to convince Mr. Monkeygirl into trying it....


NV said...

Umm, yeah. I have a hard time trying to choke down COOKED fish. I sure am not about to eat it raw! :-)

You're a braver soul than I.

Mama Martha said...

I too was a super picky eater as a child. My staple was a grilled cheese sandwich and a glass of chocolate milk. Many arguments were had over the dinner about me not eating. That's one reason I don't push the kids to eat stuff they don't like, or to clean their plates.

Ty'sMommy said...

Oh lord, you're one of THOSE people! lol I am in the same boat with my Little Man right now. Its either PB&J, a cheeseburger, or possibly waffles. That's about all he has eaten for the last year and its showing no signs of changing. *sigh*
You and MonkeyMama going to the big bead show this weekend?

MonkeyGirl said...

NV - The raw stuff is not fishy tasting at all (much to my surprise!) and is really fresh - not like the frozen crud that they dunk in breading and throw in a fryer!

MM - I still wouldn't eat grilled cheese and chocolate milk!

TM - I think we may pass on the bead show this time. I still haven't done anything with the stuff I bought the last time! I might try to sneak over because I'm looking for some beach glass and I'm not sure where to find it.

sewwhat? said...

I got the invite to the bead show also, and have $100 worth of beads from Glasshopper Studio sitting on my dresser un touched. I'm such a sucker for beads, but I'd better pass also.

I remember the PB&J on the sleeve so vividly like it didn't happen 35 years ago, but yesterday. Yes, she did introduce me to sushi, I was surprised she liked it, and was surprised that I liked it. I was timid on this trip to the sushi store, next time I'll be more adventurous.