My Auntie Libby ate parmesan cheese for the first time about eight weeks after her fist child was born (this is 1967, ok? She was allowed to be cheese ignorant)
Parmesan in 1967 would've been shocking in Denmark! The whole Italian food thing only started happening here in the 80s; in 1975 my mother had the entire set of inlaws (a total of 8 people) to dinner for the first time, and she decided to be a bit adventurous and make this exciting thing that she had seen a recipe for... The inlaws downright refused to eat this bizarre thing that my mother called "pizza"! LOL
But, y'know... I don't recall baby sick as smelling that bad. (I was an au pair for a kid who was three months old when I arrived as an 18-yo kid in Paris... So to me baby sick, nappie-changing, colic and everything else related to babies are really just embued with the general romanticism of living in Paris! -I've changed nappies at the Louvre, in the Notre Dame; all the sights! Also, my kid, as he really was during those 10 months, was of course the loveliest little boy in the world EVER! Tic-toc, tic-toc; will somebody stop that bloody clock?)
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Date: 2005-11-23 12:54 am (UTC)Her response was "hmm, smells like baby sick."
Definately an acquired taste :)
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Date: 2005-11-23 09:49 am (UTC)But, y'know... I don't recall baby sick as smelling that bad. (I was an au pair for a kid who was three months old when I arrived as an 18-yo kid in Paris... So to me baby sick, nappie-changing, colic and everything else related to babies are really just embued with the general romanticism of living in Paris! -I've changed nappies at the Louvre, in the Notre Dame; all the sights! Also, my kid, as he really was during those 10 months, was of course the loveliest little boy in the world EVER! Tic-toc, tic-toc; will somebody stop that bloody clock?)