When I was a kid, my parents, who were from the Old School of Obligatory Finishing of Meals, wouldn’t let my brother or me leave the table if food was still on our plate. Admonishments about poor children in faraway counties going hungry were often used to shame us into eating.
I don’t remember if I was particularly picky about food, but there were certain dishes that I dreaded. I knew that I would be staying an extra long time at the table, forcing down inedible meals, gagging on the cold bites and trying not to puke.
To this day, there are foods that I have never prepared for my family and have never asked them to even try.
Liver and onions, and Brussels sprouts were the bane of my youth existence.
The very thought of these dishes can still make me a little queasy.
With my own children, I tried to introduce new foods, but I didn’t require them to clean their plates. I did want them to at least try something, while not necessarily expecting them to finish eating it.
I know that my son doesn’t like tomato-based spaghetti sauce, or most green vegetables. My daughter loathes pumpkin, and sweet potatoes. I still prepare dishes with these ingredients, but also know they won’t eat a single bite.
That’s okay… more for me.
“Life expectancy would grow by leaps and bounds if green vegetables smelled as good as bacon.” ~ Doug Larson
This week’s challenge:
Choose a type of food that has another definition, and use it in your story. i.e. – shrimp (small), bread (money), beef (complaint), vanilla (ordinary).
What to do:
Using food colloquialisms for inspiration, write 100 Words – 100 exactly – no more, no less. You can either use the word – or any form of the word – as one of your 100, or it can be implied. Include a link in your post back here, and add your story to the Mister Linky list. If you don’t have a blog, you can leave your submission in the comment section, or as a Facebook status post. Remember to keep spreading the love with supportive comments for your fellow Wordsters.