One Bite

When I was eighteen, my grandparents decided to take me to England. When they told me, Grandpa added one condition:
“I want you to take one bite of everything that’s put in front of you. It’s okay if you don’t like it, but it’s important you take one bite.”

Grasshopper Pie

“I need you to get me as many grasshoppers as you can find,” Grandma announced. “I’m making Grasshopper pie.”