The Adventures of a Picky Eater

Imagine this. Christmas season; meaning hot cocoa, grandma’s homemade pumpkin cookies (and of course the sugar cookies we bake for Santa) , and the infamous Christmas dinner. This is the time of year that truly takes away the tortures of picky eating. Christmas desserts are something that no picky eater can ever complain about. Why? Because there is simply just too many options.  My favorite part is going to Grandma’s house to make the cookies we lay out for Santa. This is a Christmas tradition. My brothers and I always decorate the cookies that Grandma bakes so they’re especially unique for Santa’s arrival. We make homemade frosting and get right at it. My brothers, of course, decorating every cookie they can get their hands on as I, on the other hand, am shoveling as much frosting in my mouth as possible (the true blessing of making Christmas cookies) . On top of these cookies for Santa, one cannot forget about Rudolph and the other reindeer, so we also leave

Thanksgiving is usually stressful enough… dealing with crazy families, cooking a feast, and making an attempt to go black Friday shopping with a 6 year old.. Seems like this would cause enough anxiety, but nope… thinking about the fact that a holiday is solely based around a feast makes a picky eater cringe. It isn’t even Thanksgiving yet and I have already been getting the food jokes. The best one I think I have gotten so far is “what, are you going to use a tray so your foods don’t touch?” This is funny because in my life it’s not a joke. A few years ago, my grandpa did the honor of purchasing a divided plate for me to use at Thanksgiving. Comes with several sections, one for turkey, one for potatoes, one for cranberry sauce, and one especially dedicated to my veggies. This plate has carried on since making even a picky eater enjoy the holiday. With the stress of thanksgiving, there are perks to being the only picky eater in the family. Since everyone knows how st

Don’t mind me being a Negative Nancy over here but there are some things that seem to amaze me that people ask. Here is another adventure from the life of a picky eater. These are just some of the silly questions I get as told by New Girl. 1. "You’re just being difficult" Correction, I am not being difficult as you don’t see me trying to stuff things in your face that you aren’t a fan of. It’s no different than one not liking the way clothing items look or going to certain places. It just so happens I like certain food, end of story. 2. "How can you eat *insert food here* if you don’t like your food touching?" This is the most frequent question I receive. When I say I don’t like my food touching, I mean I don’t want my potatoes touching my steak or my ranch touching my wing sauce. So when you ask STUPID questions like how do you eat a cheeseburger because its touching, it makes me want to slap you. 3. "It all goes to

I know what you’re thinking… Jelly Soup? Uh what? It’s just a Kerstyn-Angelica thing… you wouldn’t understand. Picky eating is a struggle in itself, but it is also harder when you live with people and you’re broke college students .This experience has really made me gain appreciation for how amazing the people in my life are and how much of a support system that I really have. When I sit and think of meals to make, I never really understand how my eating affects anyone else. That is until I lived with the same person for 3 years. Within that time, we got into these Pinterest phase because, you know, we are Betty Crocker or something and we got tired of eating the same few meals every week. Angelica tends to find a new recipes on Pinterest that she is dying to make. From this, I have really come a long way from freshman year. I went from eating plain pasta noodles with only butter to now eating pasta sauces such as parmesan garlic and even Alfredo (when I am feeling ris