When I started weaning my baby at 6 months, he would eat basically nothing. No purée or mash of any consistency. None of the pancakes, bites, pieces of steamed vegetables, fruits, soups, porridge, breads, or any other lovingly-prepared morsel would pass his lips - or, on rare occasions, he'd take a microscopic nibble and then throw up. Meanwhile, he became more and more obsessed with boobs, to balance out the horrific idea that I might be proposing another source of nutrition.
This went on for two months.
What got him eating? Pouches. Pouches and melty puffs. Pouches because he could suck out the food, and melty puffs because they moved from solid to not-solid much more readily than anything I could make.
Which I appreciate half of Mumsnet would throw their hands up in horror about but, you know, it got him started and eased him in to eating, even nothing else did. And he does now eat perfectly sensible food (mostly), so all in all I can't really get worked up about it.