Growing up we never had a choice what to eat for supper. We ate what was put in front of us or we went without. It was not because my parents were mean or abusive. It was because they grew up during The Great Depression. You wasted nothing. If it was food it was eaten whether you liked it or not. It was passed from my grandparents to my parents who passed it to me.
Because of this I am finding it EXTREMELY difficult when my mother won’t eat what is offered or made. I knew she was getting picky, but this is ridiculous.
We moved her in the day before Thanksgiving. Since that day she does not eat dark bread, meaning wheat. I don’t mean whole grain wheat. I mean white bread trying to pull itself off as wheat bread. Pumpernickel and that brown bread in a can apparently don’t count. Those she loves.
When I was trying to get her to eat lunch one day she told me she didn’t need to eat. It ended in an argument and after I pleaded with her to at least eat some fruit, she informed me she doesn’t like fruit. Give her a “Cup Of Soup” which is basically a packet of salt, preservatives, artificial color, and fake meat and she is good. Give her something nutritious and she makes a face.
To that list of won’t eat we can add, cheese of any kind, milk, yogurt, mushrooms, baked beans, rice, salad, eggs on certain days, steel-cut oatmeal, blueberries, decaf green tea, and lite perked coffee. Those fake tea bag looking coffee things are much tastier.
I have taken to hiding food within food in order to get her to eat. The gravy she had on her pork chop last night was Cream of Mushroom soup, I know it’s not healthy and she hates it anyway. However; I was able to hide fresh cooked carrots and broccoli in the soup and she ate everything. Later this week I will make the attempt to pass cauliflower off as rice. I know I know she doesn’t like rice either, but if I load it up with something she does like, just not sure what yet, maybe she will eat it. I gotta lay off the butter and gravies though. Neither one of those have any nutritional value for all the fat and calories they give.
Next week I move on to spaghetti squash and sauce. Onward and upward, even if it kills me. I will accept any and all advice from anyone who knows food. I am very challenged in this area. Oh nothing spicy. Neither she or my husband can eat that. I live in a totally bland meat and potato world.