those lunches look awful and you are scarred from your parents’ weirdness about food if you can’t tell that
there is nothing good about being forced to eat stuff that is unappetizing
my dad forced my sister to eat her Chow Mein, yech, and so she did, poor thing and then threw up all over the table
Served my dad right
That being said, my mom grew up poor in the Depression and my dad spent 3 years of his childhood in a concentration camp
Our parents were scarred by the times they lived in
No reason to act like we have to eat Spam and drink Tang today, we don’t
I want my kids to have food they view as appealing
Hungry kids aren’t learning.
What’s wrong with Tang? It’s yummy. ;-)
That is the biggest bunch of feelgood psychobabble I have ever heard. But to each his own.
I was taught different.
One of the most vivid memories of my childhood is of my grandmother (may she RIP) nagging at my little sister to eat, and the sister ended up throwing up at the table.