Scene: Indoors, dinnertime, dinner table.
Ulam: Menudo
Little Boy: Tatay, I don't like atay.
Me: Why?
LB: They're yucky. Please take them out.
Me: OK. (I pick the liver pieces out of his food) But you know, when you grow up these will taste good to you. They might even become your favorite.
LB: (Big smile) Really?!
Me: Yes!
LB: They'll taste like whipped cream?
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Thursday, June 19, 2008
Knowing What You Like
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