So before we came to Nepal I worked really hard at eating foods I didn't really like to eat. So that I could teach my "gag reflexes" that it wouldn't kill me to eat certain things. I new on the mission field when someone serves you something you have to eat it or drink it or you will risk offending someone.
Yesterday I was served a cup of coffee with a little bit of sugar in it. Now for those of you who know me, you know I don't like coffee. I've already been practicing drinking cold coffee, and actually enjoy a Mocha Frappacino or something similar, but this wasn't cold, and wasn't mocha.
But I did it. I drank the whole thing with a smile on my face! I kind of feel like I accomplished something!!