My little sister and I, in the early 90s. She’s silly, I’m serious. Some things never change.
The other day, I was talking to my sister on Facebook chat and she reminded me, for the umpteenth time, that I am old and boring.
She is young and not boring (exciting?). In her last semester in college, my sister thrives on going on adventures, getting lost, staying up late and having impromptu dance parties. She’s pretty sure I have the most boring life possible. For starters, I’m almost always in bed by 9:00. My favorite hobby is cooking. If I go out, it’s to the supermarket. Boring, perhaps. But I’m definitely not bored. I could use a few more hours in my day to accomplish all the things on my list and I’m super happy with my life right now. It’s just not for everyone.
If it seems like this post is sister-bashing, it was her idea: “Next weeks blog entry: finding something healthy my gross little sister will eat.” (Her words, I swear!) And, for the past several days, I have been trying to do just that because she’s visiting us this weekend (YAY!). All our lives, we’ve taken on pretty defined eater roles: I’m the one who’ll try anything; when she was young, my sister subsisted solely on bread, bacon, plain spaghetti or hamburgers (We only went to restaurants that had those as menu options).
Now, more than ever our diets seem so different. What do you feed someone who loves Slim Jims? Who thinks whole wheat pasta is gross (its the only kind we have!) I hope she doesn’t starve while she’s here.
Anyone have any brilliant ideas for cooking for people who don’t eat the way you do?