My earliest childhood memory of eating with someone is “ancient history.” "SMILE"
I grow-up in the 50s and early 60s. My mom always ate dinner at the dining room table, after my dad and siblings finished eating, which was at the kitchen table. So, at the table it was mostly my dad and the younger siblings, six of us. While my dad was at the table, we children would eat our food in total silence. I always felt uneasy when my dad was at the table. But when he finished, which was always before us kids, we would make jokes and laugh through the rest of the meal.
I remember one incident at dinner, my mom cooked black-eyed peas, she said, “She cooked them plain because that’s the way my dad liked them.” [as a child, I 100% did not like BLACK-EYED PEAS, now as an adult, season them right and that’s some good eating]. While my dad was at the table I eat them at snail pace. But, when he finished eating and left the room, I thought, what can I put on these peas, so that my mom will not make me eat them. I looked in the frig. and took out the jar of jelly and pour it on top of the peas. When my mom came in the kitchen and looked at my plate, it must have really grossed her out, because she told me to put my plate on the sink and go watch TV. Surprise, surprise, surprise, I didn’t get in trouble.
I'll have to remember that trick. =0) Isn't it interesting how our taste buds change over time?
ReplyDeleteIt was nice to be able to remember stuff like this. I think that things have changed through the years and now this is not the same way to eat with your family, but I bet that for you all of that is really important.
ReplyDeleteI think that is a very funny story. My mom has told me stories of how strict parents were when it came to dinner time. I felt the same way about yams! I couldn't stand them when I was younger, but now, oooo boy, put a plate of candied yams on the table and they won't know what hit them when I'm done!
ReplyDeleteIt's funny how you try to find ways to get out of things when you are a kid. When you grow up and have your own it seems like history repeating itself because they try to pull the same thing on us. I think your story was very. I never would of thought to do that as a kid. You were very creative.
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