I wasn’t the kid who only ate white foods. Or who would cry if different foods were touching on my plate. Or who would go to bed hungry. But I was a picky eater. Despite being someone who has always loved eating out at restaurants and being in the kitchen, I regularly refused to eat many things and was only comfortable partaking from a small roster of i…
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