Daddy was eating cold ravioli last night (cheese ravioli - not MEAT ravioli, meat ravioli would be a whole different story!). He tried to get me to taste some - off of a fork! I gave that ravioli and that fork a dirty look. So Daddy set it on a plate for me. I still wasn't that thrilled with the ravioli. I batted it around a little and then it stuck to my foot so I ate it. Mama was shocked because there aren't many foods that I don't like. It's really good to keep the beans guessing. hee hee
