I hate the feeling of helpless frustration.
Then again, I have gulyás for lunch.
(The gripping hand: I only have gulyás for lunch because Pirate and Wen once again didn't eat their supper last night. I worry that they're going to dry up and blow away in the wind. How do you feed someone who won't eat?!?)
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but, uh, i was dealing with someone who was sick and couldn't eat solid food. don't know what to say about kids- mine thinks apples and bananas are treats he gets once or twice a day. and otherwise i can't keep track of what he wants and doesn't want on a daily basis.
i scavenged a lot from the pantry as a teenager, but, lets just say my mother's cooking wasn't conducive to having an appetite, so that was just as well. (i'll leave it at the fact that she never really figured out food spoilage rules.) i often think i'd be a bit taller if i'd eaten better back then- the rest of my family is giants and i'm just, eh... normal.
so pack the pantry with sneaky good stuff, maybe? or put a bowl on the table, or something.