Larry Greenly wrote:I just remembered something about our nephew. He would eat each food on his plate individually and sequentially. And they weren't allowed to touch each other.
My bro eats only two vegetables: french fries and corn. It's sooo healthy.
I've known people who eat nothing that's green. If one stray sliver of lettuce is on their Mexican plate, it's removed before they can eat.
When my boys were much younger we went on a vacation trip to West Texas and New Mexico.
Both boys were notoriously picky eaters, so when we were in this place outside Carlsbad Caverns I was surprised whilst looking at a menu board and my younger son (then about 9) said he'd try some tacos.
I looked at him in total astonishment. "You eat tacos? Since when???"
"Oh, Dad," he said, "I eat them all the time. I like 'em. Whenever I go over to my friend Julian's house, his Mom makes tacos for us. They're great!"
I was awestruck. Amazed. My son had broken out of the pizza and mac'n'cheese mold and had starting eating food! So I ordered him three tacos.
"Dad,", he said when I ordered, "Could you tell them to not put any hot sauce on?" Sure, no problem.
"And could you have them not put on the shredded lettuce. I don't like the lettuce." Um, okay then, sure.
"And no tomatoes, I hate tomatoes." Well, okay...
"And no cheese either, please, okay?"
Sooooo, I said, what you want is ground meat in a taco shell. And nothing else.
"Yeah, right, that's the way I like my tacos. They're great."