I have been blessed with two kids who love food. They are adventurous eaters, and for the most part, will try anything once.
To properly balance those blessings, I have a man-child for a husband. He has a long list of particular foods that he has convinced himself he doesn’t like. Since being with him for the past decade, I have learned that about half of the foods on that list he has yet to even try. We are working on it. I’m not frustrated by this one bit. It doesn’t bug me at all that my tiny children have more willingness to try new things than my husband. I swear it doesn’t make my blood boil when I slave over a meal to find out that he “isn’t a big fan.” I promise I love my husband. Totally promise.
When it comes to meat, he’s extra “sensitive.” When I bought the granddaddy pack of organic ground turkey from Costco, I knew I had an uphill battle ahead of me. He isn’t a ground turkey guy. Whether he actually knew this about himself or not, we will never know.
The first two times I made dinner with the ground turkey, I told him it was ground beef.
What do ya know? He loved it!
Since then, I have disclosed my little trick to him and he is now a ground turkey convert. Every time he eats it, he nods and has a slight look of surprise on his face.
These meatballs not only got the nod of approval, but the verbal review, of “wow, this turkey is really good!”
Ground turkey. Check.
Onto the next hurdle…kiwis