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As a child, my parents didn't allow me to eat lots of food such as white bread etc. There were a couple of things I REALLY wanted to eat and begged for, but they said no way to:
1. Bacon
2. Toaster muffins
3. The "shell" chocolate sauce that you pour on icecream.
Was there anything that you weren't allowed to eat as a child? Have you had it since you grew up, or did the desire for it diminish? If you're a parent, are there foods that you won't let your own little ones eat?
Wouldnt let DD eat any processed crap, she never realized that she was missing anything, which she wasnt.
It paid off, she is going to become a chef, and has no food issues.
I was never denied to try anything, my mom was smart enough to realize that the path to eating disorders starts with saying no, you may not eat that.
My mom was the tyrant, my dad was very "whatever" about that stuff. Sweets are what she denied us, and I was a very skinny kid. She also insisted that my dad and I eat our "stinky" sardines out in the garage, but anyway...
I don't know if her pogrom against sweets is what caused my fondness for them, but I abuse them to this day, and I'm 55 years old.
In general, if you are fed good home-cooked meals at home as a child, you generally don't have a lot f issues with food.
We ate a little of everything and a not a lot of anything.
I totally agree.
When I was young, I used to go visit cousins for a week in the summer, their mom was my moms older sister.
They werent allowed ANYTHING between meals, not even a piece of fruit, all 3 siblings have food issues, obesity, bulimia, etc.....I hated going to stay with them, because I wasnt allowed a snack, either.
I was sort of obsessed, even though I may have gotten a pack of now and laters....well...every now and later. My mom used to tease me that she was going to buy me a case of them on my wedding day.
I almost developed a complex about them. I used to get them from the ice cream truck and wait until I was in bed to eat them.
White bread wasn't allowed to darken our doorstep. I wasn't allowed to buy ice-blocks at school. Ice-cream at home was okay but not ice-blocks. Go figure.
I had to have hot milk on my cereal - no cold milk allowed, even in summer.
But hey, I turned out ok...really...*rocking back and forth muttering incessantly...incessantly...*
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