food

Just this Saturday, my partner and I took the boy to our favorite breakfast place. We decided to order a dish that contained pesto and mushrooms. We had been given the okay by our ped to try mushrooms, and I figured pesto was rather innocuous, right? It contains basil, cheese, garlic, and olive oil. He has had all those things. As I gave him a mouthful, I thought back to the one time I made homemade pesto...about 20 years ago. It contains pinenuts. What the hell was I thinking?

Okay, I want to start this post by stating that the person about whom I am writing was very sweet and I am sure meant absolutely no harm. However...

About two to three times weekly, I take my 14-month-old son for a morning stroll down to Peet's Coffee. I find Peet's to be much better than Starbucks, but I shall leave that topic for another discussion. Anyway, the stroll is about one mile in each direction, and it gives us some time outside before his morning nap. Generally, I take some fruit and a yogurt for him, and I order a muffin and a dry cap. This morning was no different.