Twenty years back, if you asked a kid how a dish tasted, he would have responded with ‘good’, ‘spicy’ or a simple ‘I don’t like it’. The polite ones who have stacked the less appealing food on the side of the plate till some adult took pity and excused them from eating it. The naughty ones would have smuggled it away from the dining table and into the trash, or would have fed it to Charlie or Jimmy waiting patiently underneath the table, tongue hanging out.
The kids today give you a full depth analysis about the chicken being a bit too dry, the cheese cake luscious and ‘beautiful’ and how a bit more of lime would have balanced out those flavors perfectly, plus a tip or two about the perfect sushi if they feel like it. Marriage is no longer something that happens between a man and a woman but also (between man man, woman woman?), between flavors and textures. Kids continue to like their fried chicken and pizza but they also want to try foie gras and caviar.
Food is no longer abou