When the boys responded back, "Yes! Japanese!" I looked at them and thought, "Who are you people and what have you done with my children?" but in another instant came to my senses and said, "Then Japanese it is," before they could change their minds.
Our area is not known for the expansive choices in ethnic cuisine. In fact, the restaurant scene is notoriously desolate. Anytime a new place opens, ethnic or not, we flock to check it out. Will this be the restaurant to turn the tide and bring more and better dining to our area? Typically, no, but we hold onto the hope as long as possible.
Before I had kids, I insisted that my children would be adventurous eaters. I never thought that the introduction of something other that Annie's would be an issue at all. But it turns out that even with the best efforts of the parents, kids will be what they will be, in every way, including their food choices. Imagine that. We tried to introduce new flavors early in their lives, seeking out the few ethnic restaurants near us and making longer treks into the city to find this cuisine or that, but it got to be such a battle. I gave up for the most part.
We all ate well that evening, and we may have a new family favorite restaurant. The kids weren't fearless eaters, but they were adventurous enough. While they ate around most green things, Alfs even liked the spicy tuna maki. Sunshine kept asking for more and more bits from my bowl of udon.
What's the message here? It's not exactly "keep trying" because I didn't. It's more "keep doing your best and keep the faith and your kids will surprise you one day." I'd heard this before, but hardly believed it. Tastes evolve for all of us, and I'm just luck this one area of taste evolved sooner rather than later.
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