EVERYTIME we go to a restaurant I'll ask for a little something for Z.
If it's chinese, then a small scoop of white rice or a few strings of noodles.
If it's Italian then a handful of pasta - plain, no sauce.
She would usually have eaten lunch but this gives her an opportunity to learn to feed herself - and more importantly, keeps her busy while I eat.
At La Strada today, compliments of the chef, Z got some spag in a white truffle cream sauce which she devoured.
She is really liking her truffles.
Then, warmed by her appreciation of fine food, the waiter brought another course. This time spag pomodoro.
In between, Uncle Steve tried to teach her to appreciate fine wine by showing her how to sniff at the cork.
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