When Charlie was a preschooler, he spent the days at the restaurant with his Korean family and had whatever he wanted when he was hungry. About the time he was ready for school, his mom sold the restaurant and moved on to bigger and better things in San Francisco. In elementary school, Charlie really complained about cafeteria food. I told him he just had to adjust to American food. I didn't know until later that he threw up after every lunch. When he ate at home, everything was OK. I told him that if he didn't like something on his plate, he didn't have to eat it but he at least had to taste it first. I don't recall that happening too many times. But when he went to live for a summer in LA with his grandparents while I finished my masters degree, they let him eat McDonalds everyday and he was a chubby little boy when he got back home. He did better by the time he got to middle school
About 8 years ago, I was in the hospital with a broken ankle. I waited 4 or 5 days until the surgeon scheduled me.
I think the lady who brought the food didn't like me because she usually took most of it back. As someone said earlier, it was low fat and low salt and really bland. Luckily Charlie and Cassie would bring me some food from home or a restaurant when they visited.
