Broccoli and Blueberries

Some years ago, I offered Pablo a blueberry.  He acted like I was trying to poison him and shrank away from the offered berry.   Even held a foot up in case he had to push away my hand.

I kept offering for a year to two, until finally one day he took the berry.  It's been a love affair ever since.

Today, I was curious: what would  he prefer over his beloved cashews and pistachios?  Just to make it interesting, a few blueberries were added to the mix.

The blueberry won.

 Listen, if you think broccoli beak is bad,

Wait'll you see blueberry beak:

Good thing he lets me clean his beak with a paper towel.