Wednesday, July 17, 2013
You will see it again at breakfast
Remember the days when you were at the table as a kid and didn't like something that was on your plate for dinner. Remember how your parents understood, you asked to be excused, and then went outside to play. Remember?! SNAP OUT OF IT
You know damn well you had to sit there until you ate it. Back in the day, you sat there until you filled your mouth with it and then swallowed it. I remember sitting at the table for hours and not giving in. I remember seeing that same damn thing on my plate for breakfast...AND NOW IT WAS ICE COLD. One time my little brother completely filled his mouth with mashed potatoes (he hated them) and sat there gagging, eyes watering, until he was finally allowed to leave. I think he got special dispensation cuz he was so stinking cute. I didn't have that "out." I was a smart mouth and rebel.
Who made up that rule "you at least have to try it?" I said I didn't like it, protested when it was put on my plate AND THEN was punished for not eating it??!!! Somehow as an adult I see absolutely nothing rational about that approach.
To this day I refuse to eat asparagus, Brussels sprouts, and God help me if I ever am exposed to bean soup. I just vomited a little in my mouth thinking about it.
I am sure I was supposed to learn something from that experience, but I'll be damned if I can't think of what that would be... Eat what you like my friends.