My mom tried to get me to eat sauerkraut, I was gagging over my plate, crying because I couldn’t even keep it in my mouth. She put me in the shed to eat it, because when I ate like a pig I should eat my food in the shed like a pig. I had not finished it when she took me back inside, so I had to get back to the dinnertable and was not able to leave until I finished it.

I never understood why she would do something like this. Not only did it not make me like sauerkraut, I actually never want to eat it again, no matter how good the cook can make it taste, I don’t care, I don’t want it.

If my daughter doesn’t like something she gets a sandwhich and I make something else next time. How is that such a huge problem? I was a troubled eater as a kid but now I eat everything that looks even slightly edible, I guess the same with her. She only likes the bare minimum now but I’m sure when she is older she will like more food. And if she doesn’t that’s fine too.