jmcquown wrote:
> I consider myself to be a picky eater since I don't like raw vegetables
> and much prefer hot food. If I'm going to have a ham and cheese
> sandwich (for example) I want it served hot with melted cheese on
> toasted warm bread... the type of bread doesn't really matter. Just
> make it a hot sandwich, please
>
> My oldest brother left here this morning. He and his girlfriend came to
> pick up some furniture. The weather and other events conspired against
> us so they wound up staying here for a week. My brother will pretty
> much eat anything. His g/f is another story altogether. If she even
> *thinks* something has seasoning on it, she'll shun it. OMG, what's
> that green speck? If it has any hint of seasoning she wouldn't touch
> it. She won't eat fish or sea food, only dark meat chicken and well
> done beef or pork.
>
> I bent over backwards trying to accomodate her. I didn't dare sprinkle
> oregano or basil on the pizza I made (but she will eat pepperoni, and
> was snacking on braunschweiger on crackers, go figure). My brother told
> me not to tell her I'd put any cheese other than mozzarella on the
> pizza. And for gods sake don't buy that fresh mozz! If the cheese
> doesn't come shredded in a bag there will be hell to pay!
>
> I made breakfast one morning last week. I like to make omelets but
> apparently that's too exotic. Okay, scrambled eggs then. I said I
> could put some cheese in the scrambled eggs; Mom made them that way for
> us when we were kids. OH NO! Okay, I can make plain scrambled eggs.
> Or boiled eggs. She got in a snit because I mentioned cheese and eggs in
> the same sentence. Then she said she wanted hash browns. Hello, does
> this look like a restaurant? I didn't have any potatoes, I don't know
> how she expected me to make hash browns. I had tater tots in the
> freezer, those sufficed. She still refused to eat any eggs, she just
> had tater tots. My brother and I had eggs, bacon *and* tater tots. <G>
>
> I did manage to make a pot of chicken & dumplings with chicken leg
> quarters. She ate a couple of bowls of it without any complaints. I
> didn't tell her I'd added poultry seasoning to it. God forbid she knew
> it had sage, thyme and marjoram added to it. Not to mention I put some
> bay leaves in when I was boiling the chicken to make the broth.
>
> We were trying to come up with dinner ideas the other night. We'd
> already had chicken & noodles before the chicken and dumplings (she
> freaked out when she saw specks of green in the noodles... I'd added
> some of Penzey's Tuscan seasoning. OOOPS).
>
> Since we'd already eaten chicken a couple of times and I'm not really a
> fan of chicken I said how about some beef? She said, "I want those
> instant [mashed] potatoes." Okay, for that we'd need some gravy. How
> about swiss steak? My brother said "YUM!" She said, "I don't like
> swiss steak." Okay, meatloaf? No, she doesn't like meatloaf. Huh.
> Okay, how about pot roast with potatoes? She didn't want pot roast.
> She wanted instant potatoes! Lady, I'm getting really tired of your
> demands. You want instant potatoes, buy some and knock yourself out.
> You have free run of the kitchen, make a buttload of instant potatoes.
> We wound up broiling steaks - hers had to be well done - and I boiled
> new potatoes. But I didn't dare put anything like parsley or dill weed
> on them.
>
> Thank Bast they're on their way now to TX now. They'll be dropping off
> furniture in TN at my other brothers house on the way. Now I can cook
> whatever I want to without a fear of someone freaking out about green
> specks on their food You'd think she was 3 rather than 63.
>
> Jill

I am really glad they are gone, Jill, both for your sake and for
Persia's.

--
Jean B.