@whenryancooks It’s true.
No matter how much effort I put into a meal, I seem to always have the harshest critics seated at my table. Its not uncommon to hear, “I don’t like <. . . . .>” as they are eating <. . . . .> and asking for seconds.
But in reality, this lot has never actually been picky eaters; they just like to *think* they’re picky eaters.
And they like to give their dad a hard time.
The trick has always been misdirection… or outright lies.
When they were young and didn’t want to eat the meatballs with their spaghetti, we renamed them “Meat Bobs” or “Cookies.” They were happy to eat meat bobs and cookies.
When their ire turned to halibut, it became “Chicken-Fish.” They really liked Chicken-Fish.
If a food seemed so unappetizing that they outright refused to eat it, we reminded them that Dr. Sanders said they needed to try new foods to stay healthy and avoid shots. (They’re adults now, yet we still use this one)