Normally we might not be so brave, because Hana's always been a health nut and I'm incredibly picky, but when we're together we throw caution to the wind and anything can happen.
Last Easter break we did this:
I won't lie, it could be the best thing we've ever done. Yes, I ate some afterwards.
This year, over New Years break, we had a Bacon Bakin' Day.
Personally I thought the bacon fudge and the bacon chocolate-chip cookies were a little strong on maple (Hana liked 'em), but the bacon muffins weren't terrible and I'd try the Kit Kat again.
What I'm trying to figure out is whether our food experimentation tendencies stem from one of Hana's birthday parties many moons ago. It was a little unconventional.
We were all sitting there at the table, Hana at one end, me near the other, various and sundry others between us. The cake had just been served. Hana, who didn't get cake and ice cream very often, was determined to savor every single thing on her plate. She opened her mouth and began very, very slowly lifting her fork.
I watched all this in fascination, and when the fork had just reached her still open mouth, I said, "Hana, you're supposed to savor it once it's IN your mouth."
Well that threw her off completely and the ice cream went flying, and landed in my glass. I had to get a new drink.
All in all it was pretty traumatic and we still laugh hysterically every time we relive the experience. Never a good sign. So what I'm wondering is this: did Hana's youthful spewage of ice cream into my glass of water so scar us for life that now we can't help but do weird stuff with food?
I'm conducting studies. The jury's still out.
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