Too much of a good thing.

I recently talked with my partner about trying new foods when we eat out. I know she has an issue with trying new things and doesn’t like to sway away from what she knows and feels safe with. And yes, like many, she fears that eating something new/different to what she is used to will make her ill.

I’ve never forced her into trying new things, I learnt pretty quickly it wasn’t worth the stress or arguments. We have spoken about food though and she promised that she would branch out and try something new.

So two weeks ago we sat in Frankie & Benny’s ordering dinner and instead of the usual ‘I want a margarita pizza’, I was faced with ‘I want a steak wrap’. After reasoning that steak was a safe thing to eat as in some places, it is eaten raw, she jumped into unknown waters and ordered it off the menu.

By the time that it arrived I was waiting for a sour face and an ‘I wish I had ordered plain pizza’. Instead she turned around and said she really enjoyed it. We both agreed that it was good to try something new and nothing more was said of it. (I didn’t want to cause too much fuss and make her feel uncomfortable or stop her trying something new again)

Not all so good.

However, little did I know that once it was decided, steak wrap was good, it would become a new thing. In the last 2 weeks we have been out twice for steak wrap and cooked a DIY version ourselves twice.

I can’t complain and I shouldn’t, she tried something new. But part of me, even if it is a little part, is wondering how many more times can steak wrap be on the menu before I can’t face it anymore.

Maybe I should get her to try ten different dishes at once? Then at least that will be ten different things to cook on repeat? Or on the other hand,  maybe I should be more accommodating and cook what she likes and something else for me if I really don’t want it?

What I know now... sometimes and only sometimes you can have too much of a good thing.