Aunty Acid by Ged Backland for May 16, 2024

Ah, yes. My kids grew up in the same kind of house.

My mom tried that once and I called her bluff. I wanted to go but she made me eat her crappy chili.

Yup.

Same here. Luckily I liked most of my mother’s meals. But I hated liver and onions and she would insist on fixing it now and then.

My mother would insist on feeding me kale and squash.

36 sayings we’ve all heard growing up with a Scouse mam…

“It’s like bloody Blackpool Illuminations in this house”

“If you don’t stop crying, I’ll give you something to cry about”

“Don’t go out without clean knickers in case you get run over”

“If they told you to put your hand in the fire, would you?”

“You’re in and out like a blue a**ed fly”

“Take your coat off or you won’t feel the benefit when you go out”

“You’ve got a face like a smacked a**e”

“It’ll be a pig’s foot in the morning”

“Change your face or it’ll stick like that”

“If you fall and break your legs, don’t come crying to me”

“Stop messing or I’ll put you in a home with your ears tied back”

“Don’t talk too loud, walls have ears”

“Were you born in a barn? Close that door”

“She’s all fur coat and no knickers”

“She’d make a glass eye cry”

“There’s council juice in the tap”

“It’ll all end in tears”

“You’re driving me up the wall”

“Go and play on the motorway”

“Don’t sit too close to the TV, you’ll get square eyes”

“What’s for tea?”… “Pigs a**e and cabbage”

“Don’t look at me in that tone of voice (it smells a funny colour)”

“Anyone would think you’d been asked to walk over hot coals”

“Look with your eyes, not with your hands”

“What’s for tea Mum”… “A run around the table”

“You’re as much help as a chocolate fireguard”

“I don’t know why you pay to get your makeup done, you do it better yourself”

“Put wood in hole”

“I’m getting old, not daft”

“Shut the door, we’re not heating the street”

“Hiya Queen”

“I’ve seen better legs on tables"

“Look you’re either in or you’re out”“If you pay cheap you pay twice”“It’s either your legs or chest out but never both”

“When you’ve got kids of your own you’ll understand”

That’s one of the reasons I went to bed hungry. The other was nothing being fixed at all. This was despite my father paying my mom a bunch of child support too.

I had to eat what my mother or father fixed for dinner. They were both okay cooks. However, they bought cheaper cuts of beef that had small bands of gristle, and I balked at eating it. But I learned early on to ‘turn off’ my taste buds. And at that time, the “There are starving children in China who would love to have this food” gambit worked on me.

It’s how we grew up, Aunty. And I don’t see anything particularly wrong with that.

We just had to sit at the table until we ate it.

Going without was not an option, we ate it! Luckily, except for a very rare “experiment” that went wrong, what Mom cooked was fantastic!

Not eating whatever was put in front of us never came to our minds. The lone exception was liver and onions. Mom allowed my brothers and sisters to go without and just the vegetables. I love liver and onions so that just meant more for me. ;-)

I did.

……never went to bed hungry!!!!!

My mother was the opposite. She basically babied and spoiled me. Most people would not understand but it frustrated me. So I essentially wasn’t able to start growing up until after high school. On one hand, I became fiercely independent but it could have turned out incredibly bad. I know a lot of people who never learned how to fight for themselves because their parents hovered WAY too much.

Not here, there was always the option of making yourself a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.

Same here…money was tight in our house,one meal had to feed us…that said,I never went to bed hungry cuz Mom was a fantastic,excellent cook of simple fare….

I did!

Didn’t have the option of going to bed hungry…

It was always eat what was cooked or the peanut butter is in the cupboard.

It was always followed by the cold leftovers for breakfast the next morning.

Raises hand…. altho I was not allowed to leave the table until ALL was gone. (Dog was fat ; )

And cleaned our plates so those starving kids in China didn’t get any.

Yup

I spent many evenings alone in my room and became very skinny. I still won’t eat food I don’t like, but in my own home that isn’t an issue. When my child didn’t like foods, I made her something else, but asked her to try new things. I never forced it. As an adult, she is an excellent cook and eats a very wide variety of foods and isn’t leery of trying new things. I am a supertaster, and that is actually a thing.

It was the starving Armenians in my day.

As soon as we were were tall enough to reach the stove out parents started teaching us to cook. Everyone took a turn. It would have seemed of to us to complain if it wasn’t our night to cook we certainly didn’t want whining when our time came. I think knowing the amount of work involved also kept us opening our mouths just to put good in. Also, for the most part we only shared supper. We each prepared our own breakfast and lunches

I’m afraid you will get a nose full of catfood breath tomorrow morning.

i actually liked dear ol’ mom’s cooking, mostly. it wasn’t until later in life that i discovered that there were these things called “spi*ces” that were apparently used to actually give food flavor…

(and once again i’m just shaking my head at the idiocy of go comics’s censor bot)

In our house, if you didn’t eat Quick, the kid next to you would clean your plate for you.