Recently, while working my way through a plate of crispy chicken wings ($13) at Quality Athletics (121 S King St, 420-3015) in Pioneer Square, my eight-month-old daughter began voicing displeasure from her end of the table. I couldn’t blame her. As my husband and I sucked tender meat off of bones and dragged our fingers through the fantastic black garlic ranch sauce that lined the plate—rich, putty-colored, and deeply savory—all the while mmming in pleasure, she was stuck in a high chair watching, with only a piece of steamed broccoli in her hand. I handed her a drumette and told her to get to work.
As my daughter begins to explore solid foods, I want her to experience as many flavors, textures, and types of food as possible…
