Originally Posted by 007nites
When I was young my dad use to force me to eat everything. I'd be on the kitchen table for like an hour playing around with my food until I finished it.
Same here. I used to demand a jar of pickles - bite of pickle, bite of whatever vegetable they were trying to get me to eat. They finally just gave up. And that brings up some interesting questions. Are we all born liking all sorts of foods? I didn't like a lot of things from the get go. My family ate healthy, we always sat down for dinner (something I've continued with my crew), they tried to get me to eat vegetables, etc, but I just couldn't and usually wouldn't and, save for snow peas, corn, lettuce and beans, I've remained that way until this day. I don't like most fish, most cheeses. I can't stand the taste of beer. I wonder if it's my tongue. Maybe I have some freakazoid tongue.