Colin B wrote:Colin B wrote:When I was a youngster, everybody around the family dinner table got the same & you ate what you were given, like it or not.
These days, I notice my grandchildren all have different requirements [which are catered for] like 'no cabbage' or 'no carrots'.John wrote:That's the way it is these days. My grandchildren are the same.
We were required to eat what was on our plate no matter what.
For Sunday dinner, Dad stood at the end of the table carving the meat & putting it on the plates.
I don't remember, but one of my older sisters tells that mum, knowing my aversion to meat, would take some from my plate & put on others,
when his attention was elsewhere !
Moved your meat every Sunday? Surely he must have seen, but turned a blind eye.
