The Heinz Challenge

This is me.
Making up for lost childhood.



Either that or I have gotten very sick of my own cooking.

To be utterly honest with you. I always thought my childhood lacked something. Especially when I walked by the kiddie section in the supermarket that sold those cutesy little bottles of apple juice and bread and banana pudding. My housemate resonated with the same thoughts. So we both boldy [well she didn't want to be photographed and her identity will be protected] went forth to buy our very first bottle of baby food.



Note to self. Never feed this to my kid.

Maybe as a kid I was so traumatised that I didn't want to retain any memory of having eaten this concoction. But at least now I can say that I've tried it once before.

My mom knows best. Thanks for never feeding me this ;)