One time on Usenet, The Bubbo > said:
> S'mee wrote:

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> > But I'm more interested in knowing what kind of fussiness
> > the rest of you may have to deal with...

> I'm lucky, the only form of pickiness I have to deal with is David's
> vegetarianism and that's really no bother at all. He eats everything I cook,
> even the experiments. There are only a few things he's told me that he's not a
> huge fan of, risotto and mac and cheese, he doesn't mind them and will eat
> them, but they're not his favorites. That's easy enough to deal with.

That's very broadminded of him. DH tries not to be fussy, he just
gags at the thought of certain things, like meatballs. I have no
idea why.

> As for me, I hate hate hate onions and mushrooms and I have since I was a kid.
> I remember epic battles to force me to eat them. I never liked them and I
> never will. There are certain, very specific applications where I will use
> onions, but usually I cook them up seperately for David. I remember all the
> arguments about onions and mushrooms, that I was just being picky, that I'll
> grow out of it, that I had to eat so many bites. I never grew out of it, but
> it did make me very aware that if kids don't like something it's probably the
> case that they don't like it and not just some act to **** their parents off.

I wonder, though, if maybe being literally forced to eat something
you didn't like might not have something to do with it. Just like you,
I *hated* mushrooms and onions, but I only had to take one bite. (Mom
was glad not to waste the mushrooms anyway, as they were usually wild
Chanterelles that hunted ourselves [lot of work!].) Then in my 30's,
I developed a great fondness for both. Just a thought...


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Jani in WA (S'mee)
~ mom, Trollop, novice cook ~