When anyone asks me what I miss about living in the US, I always have the same answer: The food. For those who know know me, they know I love food. And I'm lucky to live in a country of one of the world's great cuisines ( I guess they won't be showing "Julie and Julia" here). But there's something to be said about American comfort food - I think it's among the best. During the first couple of weeks in Nashville, when we were indulging a lot, I realized that all this comfort food is very naughty. None of it is "healthy" in the traditional sense, but it was good.
As fun as it was for me to get my fill, and then finally be back home among my veggies and lighter fare, it was even more fun to introduce Boo to this new culture, his food culture inheritance. The biggest challenge I had was that he's not a finger-food kind of guy. The French are a knife and fork culture, even eating fruits whole at table with a knife and fork, carefully peeling, cutting, coring right on the plate. Boo only knows how to eat with a fork and spoon and will only pick something up with his fingers in order to get it on the fork or spoon and into his mouth. He made me proud by eating with his usual relish. Here's a partial list of the things he ate for the very first time:
- Grilled Cheese. Every day. Sometimes more than once.
- Cheerios
- American-style pizza
- Popsicles at Fido
- S'mores
- Rainer cherries (pigged out! He insisted on having a separate bowl for the pits and stems)
- Bacon
- Dipped cone at Bobby's Dairy Dip
- Chicken fingers (didn't like them, even the handmade gourmet ones)
- Quesadillas
- Blueberry muffin
- Chocolate Milkshake at Rotier's
Because we were in survival mode, Boo ate few vegetables. At the end of our trip he gorged on broccoli and ever since we've been home he's been more than happy to eat veggies without any special cajoling or sneakiness on my part.
Picture source: Serious Eats

What an interesting post - I think it's fascinating that you live in, well, France, yet crave all those things! When I was back home in Australia this past summer, I ate so many things I would never think about eating here in Canada!! It's weird how our palates work! Bo certainly opened his palate on this trip!!
Posted by: Mardi @eatlivetravelwrite | October 10, 2009 at 01:56 AM