Thanks to the help of certain restaurants, babies who are unsatisfied with the array of goo and mush typically provided for them can experience fine dining and slowly transform into little foodies.
While bringing your baby to a restaurant is fine—except for the crying—ordering him or her a “tenderloin beef purée with zucchini, carrot and bay leaf, and a dessert of banana and dulce de leche purée” is unnecessary and certainly more expensive, so what’s the point?
There isn’t one. Are dumb parent foodies hoping that classier food means better smelling diaper dumps? Are they sympathetic because the babies otherwise eat slop? Well guess what, babies don’t care about fancy foods. In fact, foodies so young probably have a single criterion for their meals: If it stops the hunger pangs, it’s fantastic. Mush fulfills that grueling standard.