I don’t remember hating specific foods when I was a kid but I do remember wanting to go do other things rather than eat my dinner. There was one occasion where I was the last person to be sitting at the table because I refused to finish my hamburger. “You can’t go outside to play until you finish your food.” my dad said as he got up to leave the table. As soon as he was out of sight I took my hamburger into the kitchen and buried it in the trash. “Done!” I said as I raced into the living room to put my shoes on. Unfortunately my dad had a better understanding of the passage of time than I did and knew it took longer than 10 seconds for a kid to eat what was left of my meal. He found my dinner in the trash and I spent the rest of the night watching the sun slowly setting from my bedroom window.
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