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WellMadeMale
Posted: Thursday, September 9, 2010 12:08:50 PM

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Played with your food?

It occurred for me, long before I have any vivid memories. I am told it was Gerber's pureed carrots. I apparently created a graphic resemblance of the continent of Australia with my orange colored goop, on my hi-chair tray. My parents were amazed.

I do have photos of this event if anyone would care to pm me.

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Posted: Thursday, September 9, 2010 12:11:47 PM

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Jeff, you totally made me laugh at this. The subject line was the best.

I think mine was pureed peas. Funny cause now I like peas. Just not pureed. I've also been contemplating doing the mashed potato sculpture of Devils Tower from Close Encounters. Instead of the dining room, I'm thinking the living room so I can watch Jerry Springer while doing it.
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Posted: Thursday, September 9, 2010 12:20:57 PM

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Jeff...didn't anyone ever tell you...




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Posted: Thursday, September 9, 2010 12:26:22 PM

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lol Lfunny

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Posted: Thursday, September 9, 2010 12:43:12 PM

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chefkathleen wrote:
Jeff, you totally made me laugh at this. The subject line was the best.



hahaaaaa me too!
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Posted: Thursday, September 9, 2010 11:55:15 PM

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I remember when I was 7 I was at my friend's house and her mum made peas. I HATE peas, but her mum wouldn't let me go home until I had eaten my peas. So I decided to pretend each pea was art of the pea family and after I ate one I would have to eat other ones so that the pea family wouldn't get split up.
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Posted: Friday, September 10, 2010 1:59:18 AM

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My dads french toast, it was so gross that the family dog wouldn't eat it as well. There was so much butter on and in it that it went limp. To this day i still haven't eaten french toast.
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Posted: Sunday, September 12, 2010 1:39:00 PM

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My mother's cooking was 50/50 in its edibility...I remember hiding stuff under bones...flinging soggy vegetables/food/huge ass pieces of onions at the dog or out the window. Not to mention her spaghetti bolognaise(shudders). I still have issues eating spag bol unless I've made it...So would play and play trying to separate the huge pieces of onion and chunks of uncooked tomatoes from the spaghetti...My parents were the type that wouldn't let me leave the table until I ate all my food...I once sat there for 2 hours(grins)...They used to throw the whole 'There are starving kids in Africa' line at me and didn't appreciate my 'Well, let them eat your food' lines.
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Posted: Monday, September 13, 2010 8:42:20 AM

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Loislane wrote:
My mother's cooking was 50/50 in its edibility...I remember hiding stuff under bones...flinging soggy vegetables/food/huge ass pieces of onions at the dog or out the window. Not to mention her spaghetti bolognaise(shudders). I still have issues eating spag bol unless I've made it...So would play and play trying to separate the huge pieces of onion and chunks of uncooked tomatoes from the spaghetti...My parents were the type that wouldn't let me leave the table until I ate all my food...I once sat there for 2 hours(grins)...They used to throw the whole 'There are starving kids in Africa' line at me and didn't appreciate my 'Well, let them eat your food' lines.



So relate to this....

My parents would serve whatever I didn't eat for my next meal. Missed a lot of meals!!! I was a very strong-willed child!!! My rule for my kids was they had to try one bite of it and if they didn't like it they could pass on it. Never saw the benefit of making someone eat what they hated. Now many of the foods we hated as kids are now something we enjoy eating. eat
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Posted: Monday, September 13, 2010 9:44:15 AM

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Loislane wrote:
My mother's cooking was 50/50 in its edibility...I remember hiding stuff under bones...flinging soggy vegetables/food/huge ass pieces of onions at the dog or out the window. Not to mention her spaghetti bolognaise(shudders). I still have issues eating spag bol unless I've made it...So would play and play trying to separate the huge pieces of onion and chunks of uncooked tomatoes from the spaghetti...My parents were the type that wouldn't let me leave the table until I ate all my food...I once sat there for 2 hours(grins)...They used to throw the whole 'There are starving kids in Africa' line at me and didn't appreciate my 'Well, let them eat your food' lines.


It's funny Lois, I can relate to this as well...I actually wrote a story in fifth grade class about the horrors of my mother's stew...think something along the lines of Dantes "Inferno"...
It is actually the first story I can recall writing...those were before my erotic writing days, of course...


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Posted: Monday, September 13, 2010 10:29:07 AM

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I didn't really have to eat stuff I didn't like BUT I hated my food touching if it did I wouldn't eat it. My brother would take my mash potatoes and mix them with corn and I would start crying and my mom would have to make me a new plate...And yes I am still picky about it LOL.


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WellMadeMale
Posted: Monday, September 13, 2010 11:05:55 AM

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sassycheergirl wrote:
I hated my food touching if it did I wouldn't eat it. LOL.


I bet you're a hard person to please with strawberry shortcake and whipped cream. icon_smile

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Posted: Monday, September 13, 2010 1:48:50 PM

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RavishingMinx wrote:
Loislane wrote:
My mother's cooking was 50/50 in its edibility...I remember hiding stuff under bones...flinging soggy vegetables/food/huge ass pieces of onions at the dog or out the window. Not to mention her spaghetti bolognaise(shudders). I still have issues eating spag bol unless I've made it...So would play and play trying to separate the huge pieces of onion and chunks of uncooked tomatoes from the spaghetti...My parents were the type that wouldn't let me leave the table until I ate all my food...I once sat there for 2 hours(grins)...They used to throw the whole 'There are starving kids in Africa' line at me and didn't appreciate my 'Well, let them eat your food' lines.



So relate to this....

My parents would serve whatever I didn't eat for my next meal. Missed a lot of meals!!! I was a very strong-willed child!!! My rule for my kids was they had to try one bite of it and if they didn't like it they could pass on it. Never saw the benefit of making someone eat what they hated. Now many of the foods we hated as kids are now something we enjoy eating. eat


I still have onion phobia lol...I have to like put them into a food processor until it's like a mushy substance lol...but I wouldn't make my 'future' children eat food they didn't want to either lol
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Posted: Monday, September 13, 2010 1:52:04 PM

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Exakta66 wrote:
Loislane wrote:
My mother's cooking was 50/50 in its edibility...I remember hiding stuff under bones...flinging soggy vegetables/food/huge ass pieces of onions at the dog or out the window. Not to mention her spaghetti bolognaise(shudders). I still have issues eating spag bol unless I've made it...So would play and play trying to separate the huge pieces of onion and chunks of uncooked tomatoes from the spaghetti...My parents were the type that wouldn't let me leave the table until I ate all my food...I once sat there for 2 hours(grins)...They used to throw the whole 'There are starving kids in Africa' line at me and didn't appreciate my 'Well, let them eat your food' lines.


It's funny Lois, I can relate to this as well...I actually wrote a story in fifth grade class about the horrors of my mother's stew...think something along the lines of Dantes "Inferno"...
It is actually the first story I can recall writing...those were before my erotic writing days, of course...


(giggles)..the horrors I have had to eat...I started making my gran teach me to cook so I could eat something decent (grins)...there were days she would see someone make something on a cooking show but not take any measurements of ingredients...we'd all look at each other in dread and lie through our teeth of how nice it was (giggles)
sassycheergirl
Posted: Monday, September 13, 2010 2:47:31 PM

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WellMadeMale wrote:
sassycheergirl wrote:
I hated my food touching if it did I wouldn't eat it. LOL.


I bet you're a hard person to please with strawberry shortcake and whipped cream. icon_smile


I'll eat that, its just other stuff...I know I'm weird..


*smiles, hugs, and lollipops*



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MrNudiePants
Posted: Monday, September 13, 2010 7:33:14 PM

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This is the first known photo of me playing with my food...



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Posted: Monday, September 13, 2010 7:45:56 PM

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My parents are the worst cooks in the world. I used to wish I had a dog to sneak my food to. But even if we had a dog, I'm certain it would not have eaten their food either.
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Posted: Thursday, September 16, 2010 11:00:06 PM

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Nice pic Mr Nudie Pants!!!!! lmao
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Posted: Monday, September 20, 2010 4:29:08 AM

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MrNudiePants wrote:
This is the first known photo of me playing with my food...




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Posted: Tuesday, September 21, 2010 12:35:26 PM

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really, the question should be 'how old were you when you STOPPED playing with your food? in my case, i'll have to let you know if it ever happens. food art is is viable form of self expression!





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Posted: Tuesday, September 21, 2010 1:34:27 PM

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sad story but when i was 5, we kept chickens for eggs. had 15and i would sneak in the pen and chase them all day. one night we had fried chicken for dinner and next day one ofmy friends went missing. when i told mom, she informed me of what we ate the night before. i was devastated and cried for a week and didnt eat chicken for years.
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Posted: Friday, September 24, 2010 4:51:22 PM

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While dinning in the Red Lobster last week my 20 year old god daughter fashioned the image of a crab on her plate with left over rice and shrimp tales. The restaurant manager was so impressed with her artistic expression he took it around and showed everyone. Just proves you can take the girl out of Baltimore but you can't take the crab outta the girl! LOL (Baltimore famous for steamed crabs where we're originally from) Furthest back I can remember is playing with applesauce in my highchair in grandma's kitchen maybe about age 2.

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Posted: Friday, September 24, 2010 5:35:53 PM

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WellMadeMale wrote:
Played with your food?

It occurred for me, long before I have any vivid memories. I am told it was Gerber's pureed carrots. I apparently created a graphic resemblance of the continent of Australia with my orange colored goop, on my hi-chair tray. My parents were amazed.

I do have photos of this event if anyone would care to pm me.

Ah, really? Send me!!! ^w^ I know you said pm, but that takes too long lol.
I first played with my food when I was..6 months, apparently I made a tower out of fish bones
and carrots..o0'''
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