Early Learning

Introducing our baby son to our dining preferences is now paying dividends at mealtimes

- Steve Harris

I don’t think that I had a particularly sheltered upbringing when it comes to food, but it wasn’t until I moved to Dorset nine years ago that I first tried halloumi. We were having a barbecue on my friend Ed’s terrace in Westbourne, and everyone was talking about this “squeaky cheese” that I simply must try. One nibble of that charred, smoky, salty, chewy manna and I understood their enthusiasm. Almost a decade later, and it’s a staple food in our house, essential for Tuesday night’s shroom-a-loumi burger. This is now one of my favourite meals because it was one of the first where my 11-month-old son B could eat exactly the same food as his mum and dad.