It is certain that we don't really begin to appreciate food until we are able to feed it to ourselves. By all accounts for the first two years of my life I just used to throw my food at the walls. Or maybe, as babies, we are secret food snobs and are perfectly aware that the mush we are being fed is far from a delicacy and are waiting in vane for the day we can devour real solids? Let's face it, if any of us were served this now, we would refuse to pay...
When it all began...
As children we go though multiple phases with regards to food, from refusing to eat it at all as a baby, to choosing a particular food which we favour over all other food, having to be bribed and persuaded to consume parts of our dinner which we deemed as healthy and therefore disgusting, and eventually reaching a point of maturity where we begin to appreciate food. But which factors and responses to this journey help shape a relationship with food that will stick with us forever?
Love the idea of babies as secret 'food snobs'! I think it's a really interesting idea... I hate fish and think it's maybe because I was always forced to try it as a child - pure principle to not like it now... P.s love the baby photos! x
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