"You're so difficult" is what I've heard my whole life. As if it was my choice to be such a picky eater.
"But you used to eat this when you were a baby." Well I'm not a baby anymore and maybe I came to senses.
I may not have diverse cravings but I like what I like. Some people don't understand that. Being viewed as spoiled or stubborn is not always a good feeling, but it's something I can't control.
It's finding out my family wants to try a new restaurant and feeling my heart pump out of my chest while browsing the menu. The worst is when I can't find something I like, and I have to find a dish with at least one ingredient I like to pick out. Or I have to order something and say, "no this, this, this, and that please."
“Why don’t you ever try something new?”
If I order something new and I do not like it then I can’t eat it, and I will be hungry the rest of the night. Which brings another routine lecture.
"You're wasting all that food and money." …show more content…
I come from two different cultures, I am half Mexican and half white. I struggle to find something to eat on both sides though. While I'm at family parties on the Mexican side I really only eat rice and maybe the meat they make that day. I'll watch my aunts and grandma spend all day preparing for the party. Putting so much work into everything knowing I'm probably not going to touch any of it. Rice and beans are more of the easy everyday food. A big pot of rice and beans will be made to last the whole week so there’s less time and effort spent on cooking after a long day. At parties, there's usually more effort due to having more time. Like tamales are an all-day project and can serve dozens of people, and last for weeks. I don't like those
"But you used to eat this when you were a baby." Well I'm not a baby anymore and maybe I came to senses.
I may not have diverse cravings but I like what I like. Some people don't understand that. Being viewed as spoiled or stubborn is not always a good feeling, but it's something I can't control.
It's finding out my family wants to try a new restaurant and feeling my heart pump out of my chest while browsing the menu. The worst is when I can't find something I like, and I have to find a dish with at least one ingredient I like to pick out. Or I have to order something and say, "no this, this, this, and that please."
“Why don’t you ever try something new?”
If I order something new and I do not like it then I can’t eat it, and I will be hungry the rest of the night. Which brings another routine lecture.
"You're wasting all that food and money." …show more content…
I come from two different cultures, I am half Mexican and half white. I struggle to find something to eat on both sides though. While I'm at family parties on the Mexican side I really only eat rice and maybe the meat they make that day. I'll watch my aunts and grandma spend all day preparing for the party. Putting so much work into everything knowing I'm probably not going to touch any of it. Rice and beans are more of the easy everyday food. A big pot of rice and beans will be made to last the whole week so there’s less time and effort spent on cooking after a long day. At parties, there's usually more effort due to having more time. Like tamales are an all-day project and can serve dozens of people, and last for weeks. I don't like those