We tried pieces of Penne this week, even in tiny pieces, swallowing was near impossible. But today we went for "coquillettes":
I resisted the idea because as I a child I had to eat those at school every other day in what was called a refectory not a "cafeteria' as in cool American schools. They were drenched in butter although it could have been oil or margarine. Now I won't eat them to save my life. But Finn felt they were finger lickin" good:
He was so happy, his face radiating gratitude:
I felt like a fraud...
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Hehe...how adorable!
Posted by: Ricki | 01/05/2009 at 04:44 PM