Bill said that he didn’t eat anything cold. He had been vigilant about his warm water drinking, and he did like his milk heated, even with cereal. It had only been two days with us, and our daughter was going out with a friend for ice cream. She invited him to join them.
I don’t eat ice cream. It’s too cold. Cold is bad for you.
She told him he could just come along for the ride.
Will that be weird if I don’t eat the ice cream?
She told him no, just come on. So he did.
According to her, when they got there, and ordered, he relented and had a double scoop in a chocolate cone (he supposedly did not like sweets either) and ate the whole thing!
A few days later, we drove through McDonald’s…. I like a little sundae treat there once in a while, and though he had to look up the meaning of caramel, he downed that ice cream like a champ in a few bites.
He invited another Chinese student over for basketball and dinner. Naturally, what does one make for dinner to serve Chinese boys? Mexican food! They loved it… Bill is a big eater. After dinner, we took them to a frozen yogurt shop. They had never been to one, and we showed them how to work the yogurt machines and try a few different flavors and toppings.
They both kept filling their bowls until they were heaping. The Chinese don’t have pay by the ounce establishments. It cost $38.00 for frozen yogurt. Bill didn’t even finish half.