My mom after feeding me canned green beans for years watching me wolf down green beans at my house
“You hated veggies when you were a kid.”
…sure, mom
I looked my mother in the eyes after a long day once and responded to a similar statement with “No, I hated your chilli when I was a kid.”
She really does make the absolute worst chilli I’ve ever tasted. It’s so bland. There is almost no chilli powder in it, just some salt and a little bit of pre-ground pepper from a packaged salt/pepper shaker. The recipe amounts to “throw some hamburger and tomato sauce with canned beans in a pot and cook it for an hour and then add random amounts of all THREE seasonings”
It’s a wonder I survived to be able to cook on my own.
Was the chili really that bad you had to hurt your mother’s feelings about it? I feel you hated more than just her chili…
The real reason is that unhealthy food contains ingredients that were rarer for our ancestors to obtain. Dense caloric food meant surviving a winter, but our winter never comes.
but our winter never comes
Sad George R. R. Martin noises
