One of my very first blog posts was about my daughter’s picky eating habits. Not much has changed since that post, except for the fact that she doesn’t like those string beans anymore (do check out the recipe for Garlic Lemon Soy String Beans! Super yummy if I do say so myself!). She’s still on the same carb only diet, but I’ve now added veggies to her smoothies with great success! I’ve tried to sneak them in pancakes and baked goods, but she always seems to notice the difference. So while she will take her smoothie in hand and ask with a side eye “mommy, why is my strawberry smoothie green?”, she will always still gladly finish the whole thing.
My hope was restored when she suddenly dug up an old book and deemed it her current favorite. In Cora Cooks Pancit by Dorian K. Lazo Gilmore, Cora, a little Filipina, helps her mom make the traditional noodle dish from the Philippines. The book describes in whimsical detail the swirling rice noodles and the salty chicken and seasoned vegetables all coming together in the dish. Fascinated by the use of Tagalog (language of the Philippines) words she knows and the parallels to how much she longs to constantly help in the kitchen, my daughter decided that she loved pancit. For weeks she asked to make it. Then one day, my mom had promised to make some with my daughter. My little one could barely contain her excitement. When that day came, all she could talk about was how she couldn’t wait to eat pancit just like Cora. I actually began to get excited that she was going to eat it. Sadly, the promising tale didn’t end as I hoped.
Some may think I’ve given up because I’ve stopped making her food in fun designs and landscapes. I’ve settled on serving the foods I know she will eat. And maybe that’s true. But I have far from given up. Don’t forget my veggie smoothies! And I do still put food in front of her to try, maybe just not as often. However, I have changed something from the Cora experience. Since then, I started to involve my daughter in more kitchen activity in hopes that she would want to try what she’s created. While that still has yet to happen, I will continue to involve her and hope she will surprise me one day. Until then it’s more wasted, untouched food and the sad sense that this kid has no idea what she’s missing! More for me, I guess!