When I read the report of Nora’s eating habits and favorite foods I had to look up the names on google to find out what they were! One was arepa… it’s a thick corn bread pancake that sometimes has soft white cheese in the center. We had them for breakfast at the first hotel and they were quite tasty, if I do say so myself! Then we found them in the grocery store yesterday and I bought them…. but I need to translate the cooking instructions. We’ll get there, sweetheart!
Nora loves many foods that are “normal” to us: fried chicken, popcorn (those two were her first mommy-cooked meal!), banana, pineapple, chicken noodle soup, cheese balls (totally a Crosby deal right there!), milk, oranges, pasta and ice cream. But there are some habits that seem strange to us Americans: cold coffee, warm milk, dipping crackers in warm milk, eating pizza upside down from the crust forward, putting salt on limes and sucking the living day lights out of them, and (trying… asking everyone) to put sugar on sliced oranges. “No, honey, that ain’t happening anymore!” She likes sugar in coffee, milk, juice, strawberry juice, on oranges, bananas and pineapple. That is one habit that will die-hard at our house. And lime juice on bananas. It’s not bad, but not my favorite. She has tried but didn’t fully appreciate: Sprite, spaghetti sauce, toast, maple/brown sugar oatmeal and cheese.
Big Daddy bought ice cream for all of us today. Well, except me. I was busy trying to buy foods that I wasn’t recognizing. Anyway, Nora talked about getting strawberry ice cream all the way to the shop. She chose the strawberry ice cream cone, satisfied with her choice, until she saw this other white mystery popsicle. We could not understand the Spanish description, but in her little mind it obviously outranked the strawberry cone. We sat outside the shop in patio chairs thoroughly relishing the warm 82 degree weather and cloudy skies, eating our ice cream. Well, except me. I did get a bite of Austin’s and finally Nora’s after much pleading. Nora’s had these weird white squiggle things sticking out of the ice cream…. that grew longer with each lick. Austin was grossed out by this… totally! I finally inspected it and pulled one out. Coconut! That is when I asked if I could taste it. Oh my word. THE best ice cream I’ve ever tasted. Next time, I’m getting the white mystery ice cream!