/ck/ - Food & Cooking

My mother and aunt were raised by their grandmother who was from the depression era. You don't waste food. Or anything. Every. End of discussion.

Once as a small kid, they took me to a mexican restaurant and ordered my food for me and they forced me to eat a cheese-stuffed pepper and I ended up writhing on the ground screaming in pain because it was fucking spicy as hell. They both yelled at me to get up and stop being dramatic and that I should be ashamed of "wasting" food (that I never asked for) until they both took a bite out of it and realized that it was too hot for even them to handle. Traumatized me. They never apologized.

My mom also later forced me to sit at the dinner table the whole night (she was very quick to beat me with belts or wooden spoons or anything she could get her hands on when I tried to sneak away. She dragged me back by my hair and sat me down to eat it. I think she enjoyed punishing me. Sick bitch.) She wouldn't let me up until I ate a stuffed green pepper that tasted like shit. I learned later in life that I have OAS - Oral allergy syndrom, which means that I'm allergic peppers, cucumbers and especially ragweed. Bitch tried to kill me.

There are times when I fantasize about what kinds of mean shit I'm going to do to her when she's old and in a wheel chair. I might force her to eat a few things she's allergic to and smack her around for wasting food when she refuses. Let's see how you like it, bitch.