not in the complete sense of the word…but I am definitely a high maintenance orderer. See…I am a picky eater. I mean P-I-C-K-Y! Anyone who knows me well can attest to my pickiness. When I go to a restaurant I usually announce my high maintenance. We make a joke out of it and then the waiter usually laughs, and says, “No problem.” When I make light of the situation they usually become very nice and accommodating and I avoid them spitting in my food because I am needy. It will go like this…

Chili’s – Yes I would like the chicken tacos but instead of the ranchero chicken can I get grilled chicken? Great. Also I just want cheese and lettuce on my tacos, no sauce. And instead of rice and beans can I get corn and French fries?

Applebees – Yes I would like the chicken fajita roll-up with no pico de gallo, no mexi-ranch sauce but instead can I get regular ranch on the side and light lettuce?

Boston Market – Yes I would like a half of a chicken carver combo on white bread with just the chicken, cheese and lettuce. No sauce, no tomatoes. For my side I would like macaroni and cheese and can I get a lemonade with no ice?

Without fail (the last three times) they get my order wrong. They a) forget the lettuce and b) put ice in my drink. I go back and they are quick to remedy my problem. But if you are high maintenance like me you kind of expect errors because of my high expectations so you just let it go.

My poor mother and father spent countless hours, tricky tactics and plain, ole grounding, yelling and no treats after dinner to get me to eat. I just can’t help it. I once heard that picky people have bigger taste buds. I don’t know if that is true or not but I will blame it on anything I can.

But I have made strides…

1. My food can now touch each other on the plate.
2. I will try it if Tim thinks I will like it (I used to never try anything…in fact I had my first strawberry (that I can remember) when I met Tim.
3. I will eat things with mayonnaise in it. For some reason, the “fat in a jar” always scared me before. I haven’t attempted cole slaw or potato salad but I like chicken salad and this broccoli salad my aunt makes.

However, as much as I have prayed I just don’t think I will ever like vegetables. I choke them down with the whole chew it up fast, while holding my breath, and swigging it down with water tactic. It seems to work well. I know they are good for me. My mom says the veggies know I don’t like them so I don’t get any nutritional value from them. I just thought you should know about one of my many flaws in case you want to invite me over for dinner or something. Wink Wink!

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  1. hi, high maintenance! it is okay to be picky – i have two picky eaters in my house and one of them is a grown man! there are a lot worse ways to be high maintenance, so don’t feel guilty!

  2. I too am SO picky! I think it’s a GREAT idea to do a post on it so people won’t get their feelings hurt if I don’t eat the food they serve me! I will often have people over to my house JUST so I don’t have to worry about how to eat without gagging!
    I am VERY thankful that I have three NON picky children though and I’m exposing them to LOTS of different foods so they won’t end up like me!

  3. Well if you gotta be picky at least YOU’RE the one who cooks. I would go insane cooking for someone who is a picky eater. At least from what I know, you can make what you want and Tim will eat it no matter what. Can you imagine if HE was the cook and you are the way you are?!?! I smell a divorce ;)…j/k

  4. I’m a picky eater who is the mother of a picky eater … (but I also have 2 regular eaters + a husband who eates EVRYTHING … ) It’s my fault as some tastes are too stong for me … Veggies don’t like me either and fruits are not even my friends !!! lol I can’t even drink any alcohol because they are too bitter for me … Of course, people think I’m a saint !!! lol

  5. Remember when I told you that when I was expecting you I wasn’t sure if you were really mine…?

    That’s why. Cuz you were too fussy of an eater.

    Yes, my love……. you were one big pain in my hind end when it came to figuring out what to make you for supper. I’m glad you understand now that I couldn’t make peanut butter sammiches and Kraft Mac’N Cheese every night.

    And I still stand by—- if you don’t like veggies they know it, and won’t nourish you. So there ya have it.

    Kids………….they’ll kill ya.


  6. Wow, Beckie…I don’t think I ever knew you were that picky. I do seem to remember eating a lot of cereal with you in senior dorms though…wasn’t it PB Cap’n Crunch?

  7. My family used to quote…”Where He leads me I will follow, what they feed me I will swallow.” That really stunk when I was overseas and had to eat this melted feta cheese cauliflower casserole. Ewwww!

  8. Sounds like we’re cut from the same bolt of picky cloth :)! I do love vegetables, but am always switching sauces and taking off the mayo. (still haven’t brought myself to like that) and substituting red peppers for tomatoes. I hope the cooks and/or waiters aren’t spitting in my food for making them go the extra mile….

    Hope all is well with you. Looks like you’ve been enjoying a very relaxing past few weeks. Still wearing my “lucky” necklace and getting all kinds of compliments on it :).

  9. NOW will you try my Chicken Florentine Lasagna? It’s delish, I promise.

    And for what it’s worth, I love the pico de gallo and MexiRanch at Applebee’s!

    Even if you were the pickiest person on the planet (and you’re not–trust me–we have a friend who will eat nothing but meat & taters), I’d still love, love, love you. And Libbey still loves, loves, loves your red hair. She refers to you as, “You mean Beckie with the red hair?” When I know NO other Beckies, but whatever…

  10. At least you admit it. I love the visual of you eating your veggies. We have a friend who orders like you. It’s always a comedy to go out to eat with him.

  11. beckie, being that serving got me through high school and college… your servers are humoring you…deep down they are thinking, “oh, Lord, not another one…okay… Let’s get this over with. are they going to be high maitenance the whole time…or just with this? Got to get myself prepped now for this one.” Then they laugh and smile just so they will still get tipped! 😉

  12. Hi Beckie! Just wandered over to your site to take a peak and had to laugh at this post! I thought of you the other night as I made spring rolls and stir-fry. Was wishin you could join us for a bowl of chicken and rice. Thanks for the laugh and hope you weren’t too scarred by dinner at our house! Miss you!

  13. hilarious! I can’t imagine, it sounds like a lot of work. I’m thankful I don’t have quite as many issues with food as that (although, I wish I had a few more it may be easier not to eat so much!). your post has made me smile today… and make me glad I’m not your food server!lol!

  14. Wow! This is so me! I’m getting better too! And same thing… because of my husband. For the longest time, growing up… I hated vegetables… but now I know why! My mother loves CANNED GREEN BEANS! In other words, mush. She likes her veggies soft and mushy. Then my husband and his family introduced me to grilled vegetables and correctly cooked vegetables!

    I’m still very picky! (I hate tomatoes… but I’ll eat spaghetti sauce… salsa… but not the chunks – and onions… cooked, not fresh… and if they’re large enough to make a noise in my mouth… NO WAY.) I’ve learned that it’s a sensory issue. I don’t like certain textures in my mouth or making noise on my teeth – y’know, that whole squeaking thing… yuck. Before I was never forced to really eat those things… then came my MIL. Ha. Full blooded German woman who feeds the masses and expects everyone to clear their plate and ask for seconds.

    Now I’ve learned some “safe” methods. I wrap my veggies with meat or something else that helps me stomach the texture of the “unidentifiable.” I also stuff a piece of bread in my mouth sometimes right after eating something I don’t like. Drinks work too. But I can’t say I don’t still have a gag reflex with all this! Ick.

    Sorry for the long comment. But cheers on the pickiness! Glad to know I’m not the only one! (But I do have the guilt of wanting my children to learn to eat right… sigh… and I’ve learned… if I do it, they will. ARGH.)

  15. So I'm just poking around in your old posts now. 🙂 I am extra picky about food too! I pretty much order the same substitutions. I'm thinking now that there's an allergy component – I have 2 girls who will eat anything and a little guy who is very food allergic, and even without hives there were just some things he wouldn't eat that we later learned he is allergic to.

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