loveallthingsitalian
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In our house you had to sit at the table until you ate it all up no matter how long that took, and believe me my mother could out sit the best. She said eat it hot or eat it cold - it’s your choice. I was a stubborn child and we had some real barneys but I still had to eat it and in a weird way thought leaving it until it congealed on the plate was a “victory” which Mr L maintains is still with me today (cutting off your nose to spite your face). However today I absolutely hate cool food and if I wasn’t sure if it was going to be served boiling hot I would choose a cold dish or do without. I don’t do carveries or self service if at all possible.
Obviously there are foods Im not that fussed on but on the whole I’ll eat nearly everything as long as it’s hot. The only thing I can’t even contemplate is tripe, the very look ugh!!!
We rarely had sweet things and if we did it was always after all savoury food was ate, maybe that’s why I don’t have a sweet tooth.
Basically you ate what you were given there was no such thing as choice and hell would have frozen over before my mother would have cooked two different dishes to cater for tastes, everyone had the same. All this cooking 3 or 4 different meals at each meal time to cater for each child amazes me and I feel this just makes a rod for your own back.
I very rarely cook something different for myself/Mr L - sometimes the meal favours him and sometimes me - and when one isn’t home the other takes the opportunity to cook something the other really doesn’t like.
Obviously there are foods Im not that fussed on but on the whole I’ll eat nearly everything as long as it’s hot. The only thing I can’t even contemplate is tripe, the very look ugh!!!
We rarely had sweet things and if we did it was always after all savoury food was ate, maybe that’s why I don’t have a sweet tooth.
Basically you ate what you were given there was no such thing as choice and hell would have frozen over before my mother would have cooked two different dishes to cater for tastes, everyone had the same. All this cooking 3 or 4 different meals at each meal time to cater for each child amazes me and I feel this just makes a rod for your own back.
I very rarely cook something different for myself/Mr L - sometimes the meal favours him and sometimes me - and when one isn’t home the other takes the opportunity to cook something the other really doesn’t like.