Feb 21, 2008 19:17
Le sigh.
Sometimes Mom just doesn't get it. I'm an empiricist. Okay? Just because I won't automatically eat her puny castoffs that she dumps on the floor during her SO MUCH BIGGER THAN MINE meal, doesn't make it cute okay?
I have a method to eating new things which involves first sniffing the object and walking around it to get a full sense of its nature. Then tasting it to see if it is palatable (this was questionable). And finally, when I've determined it's worth a shot, taking it in my mouth to explore its texture. Just because I spit it out and pick it up again DOESN'T mean I'm not going to eat it, okay? I'm fully savouring its bouquet. And stuff.
And just because I don't eat it right away doesn't mean I'm not going to EVER eat it. First you give and then take away and put in the trash? I was totally saving it until later. WTF?