My new 2-in-1 steamer/blender has had a workout this past week and has become my new favourite kitchen appliance. Pop some water in the base, turn to steam, flip it over when finished, turn to blend, and Bob's your uncle. Puree. Too easy. And boy do I love easy.
Rice cereal? Nailed. Apple? Demolished. Carrot? Pumpkin? Sweet potato? Pear? Smashed. And all in a couple of days. Yes my four month old baby, who basically popped out of my nether regions yesterday is now on three meals a day. How the hell does that happen?
The way Fletch attacks a spoonful of food is nothing short of aggressive. I have to say I adore feeding him. His attempts at getting spoon to mouth as fast as humanly possible cracks me up every time. As does the Indian style head wobble he uses en route to said spoon. He inevitably ends up with food all over his face, up his nose, in his hair, smothered on his bib, through his clothes and in his nappy which has upped the quantity of washing to no end. But the beauty of living in HK? I don't have to do the washing. Snap to that my friends. Snap to that.