Meat. When I do eat meat I think of one incident. I did not like meat when I was about 9 or 10. I would eat slowly so I was the last one at the table. I found a little space under the table at the top of the hollow chrome table legs, which was a great place to get rid of my meat. Well, after some time, it smelled rotten. My father took the table apart and I hid. The strange thing is, no one ever mentioned anything about it. To this day I still wonder about that. I do not even remember what I did with meat after that. Maybe the old napkin trick.
A not so good food memory: my dad was from Virginia, most everything we ate was fried in lard or pickled. He was big on anything with vinegar, anything pjckled. Consequently I spent a lot of the time at the dinner table refusing to eat pickles, relish etc.. I couldn't get up unless I finished so I spent a long time at the table refusing. To this day anything pickled turns my stomach as well as my memory.
Meat. When I do eat meat I think of one incident. I did not like meat when I was about 9 or 10. I would eat slowly so I was the last one at the table. I found a little space under the table at the top of the hollow chrome table legs, which was a great place to get rid of my meat. Well, after some time, it smelled rotten. My father took the table apart and I hid. The strange thing is, no one ever mentioned anything about it. To this day I still wonder about that. I do not even remember what I did with meat after that. Maybe the old napkin trick.
It was nice of them to not get you in trouble!
A not so good food memory: my dad was from Virginia, most everything we ate was fried in lard or pickled. He was big on anything with vinegar, anything pjckled. Consequently I spent a lot of the time at the dinner table refusing to eat pickles, relish etc.. I couldn't get up unless I finished so I spent a long time at the table refusing. To this day anything pickled turns my stomach as well as my memory.
Alas, yes, not all food memories are positive!
My favorite snacks growing up were sardines, anchovies and Camembert cheese. I had sardines for lunch last week, so I totally understand.
Fellow sardine eater!