The Beginning of Something New

All throughout my life I referred my eating habits as very picky. I used to eat hot dogs, pizza, pogo's and white rice drowned in soya sauce mainly. Every restaurant I went to, unless ordering chicken fingers, involved a complicated meal were half the things were taken off. Food couldn't touch, especially if it was different food groups. Seafood and anything ethnic was not even considered.

I have come so far.

I realized that my picky eating was only a phase of my childhood. Today marked the day I voluntarily went to an ethic restaurant, order'd something I've never tried before, dipped my appetizer into the mystery sauce and even tried my dads calamari! I loved all of it. We went to a small Thai place. I had beef spring rolls as an appetizer, and then chicken pad thai for my main dish. It was enormous portions so I still have tons to eat for lunch tomorrow. Slowly as I eat healthier and healthier I realize most foods don't have that strong of a taste. Add some spices and a bit of oil and it tastes amazing. As we ate my dad asked me why I'd become so open to eating new things and I said ' I want to travel the world eventually and I can't sit in Malaysia and eat hotdogs '. Very profound of me. Im working my way up to seafood as it has never been something I like. Recently my dad has been the chef of the house and I have loved every steak, curry, stir fry, and roast he's made, including all the sauces and vegetables added in.

This post probably bored you to tears but this is something very personal to me and I'm glad I could get all my thought down. The pictures below are of the menu, and my appetizer with my dad's in the background.