
When Dad and I got married, he made me a deal. If I made anything he wouldn't eat, he'd pay me ten dollars. He has never had to pay up. That doesn't imply that every meal has been a winner. More likely it means that Dad is very close with his money . . . and very supportive of the cook.
We also decided we didn't want to raise picky eaters. I remember Dad telling a less than enthusiastic diner that he/she "didn't have to like it, just had to eat it."
With this introduction I would like to hear about your favorite meals from childhood. I guess it would also be interesting to hear about your least favorite foods now that you are out on your own and can eat whatever you want; but be nice. Whatever you say may come back to haunt you with your own children.