Last night, Bubba and I went to International Night at his school. Tables were set up in the cafeteria, loaded with trays of food from around the world.
"Okay, Bubba," I said. "Load up your plate and try some of this stuff!"
He did. He piled funny fried things, rice things, stinky things, chicken things, and numerous other unidentifiable things. And then he found the American stand - hot dogs and potato chips. Of course he had to get those.
Then he sat down at a table to sample the things. He bit into a fried thing from the India table and made a face. "Yuck!" He gave me the other one.
I tried it. "It's made with curry," I said.
He tried a chicken thing from South Korea and gave a little nod. "This is okay."
He tried things from Turkey, China, Hungary, Mexico, Argentina, and Greece. Then he tried the hot dog. He grinned after he took a bite of that. "Mama, America has the best food in the world!"