Who… did NOT!?
My kids. If you don’t like what we made there’s plenty of stuff you can make yourself.
That’s a good one, will borrow it 👍.
Though my son might just do that and slap some mayo on a piece of bread and wash that down with water.
The more I think about it, maybe that’s ok? You need some vegetation, maybe take an apple or banana, but mayo has protein from the egg, right?
It’s not bad, but it’s not really good either. Sure, mayo has proteins from the eggs, but it also has a lot of fat (oil), so… some lettuce or a tomato would be nice, not just water 😒. He freaking loves water, you have to have a water bottle with you at all times. That is good, I know, but you can’t replace veggies with water.
Orphans
Watch your mouth young man!
THAT’S the response I was looking for!:-D
This is why I learned to cook at a very young age.
I did try when I was younger, I just have an aversion towards it (it’s really really boring to me). I learn when I was a older, like 20, 21.
Everyone gets there at their own pace, is it still boring to you? Maybe try different styles of cooking?
I have tried different things to make it interesting for me, like maybe making more backed stuff instead of boiled or steamed… no, I just have no interest in it.
Eating and cooking are like means to an end for me. I’m hungry, I eat. That is probably why I could eat my mother’s cooking without problems, lol 😂…or why I have no problem taking codliver oil without any extra stuff on it (like lemon). I’m just not that much into tastes I guess. I like tasty food, but if the food is not tasty and I’m hungry, I’ll eat just about anything.
I thought I hated pork chops my whole life until I met my wife.
Is she miss piggy?
Lol. Wow, I worded that terribly. Growing up, my mom butchered meals she cooked us. This included pork chops that were always overcooked. My wife is a badass cook. So she cooked pork chops and it turns out I like them.
No, you worded it correctly, but the interpretations have changed from back in the day.
The internet is always on the lookout for a possible pun… :)
Never even occurred to me not to eat it. Thanks mom for being a chef
yup, except she didn’t cook every day.
As a teenage boy it didn’t even need to be particularly edible for me to try to eat it. When you grow six inches in 18 months you just eat everything in sight. We went through seven gallons of milk a week. One day I came home and just cooked and ate an entire pound of ground beef.
ha a mom home to cook lucky bastard
That we are… regardless of how bad it tasted, it was healthy food. Lots of steamed or cooked vegetables, salad, very little meat (like 200gr in a dish for 4 people for 2 days, and not in every dish, this was like once a week)… say what you will, it tasted bad, she didn’t put anything but salt in them, no seasoning whatsoever, but it was a very healthy balanced meal.
My mom’s cooking fucking sucked so I grew up in a home where I would eat at a friend’s house or go hungry.
My mom’s cooking sucked as well, but it was either that or you eat nothing at all. It was healthy, but it didn’t taste good. I didn’t wanna insult her, so I ate it. Plus, it was either that or you go hungry.
What else would you eat?
Exactly 😂.
Lemmy is just Facebook now huh?
Nah this needs a minions background.
I rode in the back of a pickup, drank from the garden hose, ate leaded paint chips, huffed leaded gasoline, and got beaten within an inch of my life for not mining enough lead in the lead mines
and I turned out fine!
Literally everybody. Well okay, not literally. But figuratively literally everybody.
You’re a small child incapable of providing for yourself, what else are you going to do? You eat what you’re given or you starve to death.
Not the point of the meme, but yes, correct.
My first wife didn’t make her son eat anything he didn’t want, but he had to try it, once. Worked out.
It was sometime around then that I learned, and realized, that kids have different taste buds. They make Oscar Meyer wieners bland on purpose.
My kids? Scrawny little fucks won’t eat anything. At all. I don’t know how they function. It’s like hugging tiny skeletons. But, that was me as a little kid. All the adults frustrated as hell with me.
