I know I have mentioned that my Mum wasn’t much into cooking, it was just another chore to get done each day. I think a lot of the food that was served up therefor, reflected that. Certainly from a child’s-eye-view, much of the food was not tempting. Strongly flavoured, dark, leafy green vegetables without any other flavours are very confronting on the immature palate.
The meals served to me weren’t all bad though, I suppose it’s just easier to remember the strong emotion (...)
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