How many of these
terrors of the table do you remember?
The banana ones are particularly nightmare-inducing. But the little igloo meatloaf is kind of cute.
When I was a kid, my mom went through a serious health-food kick. The rule at every meal was "No matter what you think, you have to try at lesat one bite." Then, if you didn't like the brewer's yeast surprise or the kale cookies, you didn't have to eat them.
This rule stood until one morning when my brother barfed his one bite of wheat-germ-scrambled-eggs all over the breakfast table.
What's your scariest childhood food memory?