You gonna eat that?!

Who is this child!?  We've been wading through a pretty picky food stage for a little while now. George and I were completely floored when Henry started shoveling in the salad we were sharing for dinner, complete with onions, tomatoes, peppers, and cucumbers.

In the past, trying new food went something like this:
Henry: "Try leaf?"
Papa: "Ok. Sure."
(Henry makes a disgusted face. Leaf of lettuce falls to the ground).