Living With Real Food: A husband's perspective

I asked my husband James to write something for this blog. Here's what he came up with, unedited by me. I'm glad to hear that he is willing to give new foods a chance, since I have a special surprise for him later this week. (Check back, it'll be a good one ;)  

Living with real food: A Husband's Perspective

This post is from the guy who is eating all this “simply real food”. My wife is an amazing cook, unfortunately I am not an amazingly adventurous eater. Lets just say when we first got married I didn’t eat salad or much of anything else that you couldn’t find on a kids menu at a local restaurant. I pretty much grew up on hotdogs and macaroni and cheese despite the encouragement from my mom to eat new and heather things.  You couldn’t use any amount of reasoning with me, for instance, “if you don’t eat…fill in the blank…you won’t grow up to be big and strong” yeah well I’m not buying it, I was a tall kid and I ended up being six foot 10 inches, so try again. I’m a picky eater and I don’t like food changes, enough said.

Chanelle and I have been married for ten years and I am happy to report that I can now eat a salad and actually enjoy it. In fact I even think mac and cheese is pretty disgusting (wow, never thought I would say that). These changes did not come easily nor did they come quickly. I am still kind of a picky eater but I am much better than I was. My wife broke me in easy. Actually, she tricked me into eating a lot of stuff at first, like putting ground beef into a salad with ranch dressing and crushed up chips on it, looked like some kind of weird nachos to me. I caught on after awhile but she still sneaks secret ingredients into our meals; stuff that she knows if I knew was in my food I wouldn’t eat. I don’t hear the, “so what do you think?” question as much after dinner anymore because she knows before I answer I’ll say, “I don’t know, what was in it?” Truthfully, I really like most, if not all, dinners she makes. Regretfully, I gave my wife way more grief than I like to admit about our food changes. Some things I still think warrant a small amount grief like when I ask, “what do you want for Valentines Day?” and she says, “a real cow” or when I ask her what she wants for her birthday and she tells me, “chickens in the back yard”. Seriously woman, our backyard is not that big! No room for any type of farm animal.

While writing this I have come to the same conclusion that I always do, my wife loves our family and she will do everything in her power to make sure that she takes good care of us. So to anyone that has a hard time with food changes I say give it a chance. Do I love all the simply real food changes? Not always, but we are able to talk about what works and what I seriously will not eat (I still hate sea food). In the end Chanelle is an amazing cook, an amazing mother, an amazing wife, she is simply the real deal.

This post is part of real food wednesdays.