By Patrick L., 6th Grade
After I finished reading the Indian menu, I was angry at my mom for taking me to this place. I was disgusted to even try the dishes with names that did not sound English related like Kaali Daal, Palak Paneer, and Malai Kofta. I crossed my arms and rolled my eyes at my mom, wishing to run away to the nearest Pizza Hut.
I was always a picky eater and loved to eat pizza and my grandmother’s food like chicken cutlets, beef stroganoff, and Areminean pizza. Little did I know that my trip to Italy would change my taste forever!
On the first day of my family vacation, breakfast was tasty with crossists. Lunch was yummy with spaghetti. In the evening, though, when I thought we were going to a pizzeria, we instead went to the scariest restaurant of my life!
While I was walking to the pizzeria, my dad said, “I am sorry that we are not going to an American related restaurant.”
“Where are we going?”
My dad responded with…, “We are going to one of my favorite seafood restaurants.”
“What? YOU HAVE TO BE KIDDING ME!”
“I hope you eat those yummy snails.”
At least I was going to see my best friend at the restaurant. When I was in preschool, I met this kid named Leon, and we have been friends ever since. Our families had decided to go to Italy together, and we were meeting in this restaurant for some seafood, apparently.
When my family arrived at the restaurant, I noticed fancy chandeliers on the ceiling. The waiters were wearing black and white uniforms. The room around me was red and gold. A waiter, who was very polite, showed us to our seats. I was gasping once I saw the delicious pizza not on the menu because my dad was actually right. I thought right away that this would be the worst day of my life.
I looked at the menu and told my mom to get me fish. I was shivering and sweating and hoping that my food would accidentally be pizza, but on this night, it would not happen.
After 20 minutes, our waiter arrived carrying a large platter of plates with food.
“Bourbon-Glazed Salmon, here you go.”
“Thank you,” said my mother.
“Pan-grilled Halibut Chimichurri , here you go.”
“Thank you,” said my sister.
When it was finally my turn, I figured out that my mom ordered snails by mistake, so I was crying and screaming and ready to throw up after dinner. I looked down and saw the slimy, plate of snails! I was gulping like a frog and was as nervous as a fish who was running away from a shark.
”You better eat the snails or you will be grounded for 3 weeks,” said my mother.
“EAT IT NOW!”
I did not want to get my mom angry, so I decided to try it. I looked like a crying fish. I closed my eyes and glanced at the slimy snail, but I ate it!
When I finally ate the snail, I realized that it was better than I thought it would be. I wondered what the other foods that I never tried would actually taste like, and if I would ever get the snails ever again in the future. I realized that some foods might look disgusting, but they can actually be good.