It reminds me of the story of the a guy who's grandfather would pick mushrooms. He said when he was younger. He would visit his grandparents house, and they would make him different foods with the mushrooms his grandfather picked. Yet the rule was that he couldn't have any until Grandma tried the mushrooms first. He was reflecting on how he didn't really understand why Grandma had to eat the mushrooms first before he could have any.

Thanks for sharing. Those are pretty pictures.