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Remember when you were a kid and you’d come home from school and holler at your parental figure What’s for dinner????. My mother was the chef in my house and she had a repertoire of different dinners that she rotated regularly. The answer to the dinner question could make or break the evening. Tuna and Mushroom pasta was cause for celebration. As was Fish and Rice. Spaghetti Bolognaise was another favourite. Pizza or Chinese takeaway were also excellent answers. Despite my mother being a beautiful cook and raising me on an amazing multicultural cuisine of Thai stirfrys, Indian curries and beautiful cuts of meat barbecued to perfection by my father, there were a few dishes on her dinner making CV that could almost made me gag when I heard her utter the words. I always ate everything that she served to me and I never complained but I secretly loathed the evenings when the following dishes were served.

Apricot Chicken

Literally a can of sticky sweet apricot nectar poured over chicken and baked in the oven. The Women’s Weekly food editor in the 80s had a lot to answer for.

Beef Stroganoff

Everyone else in the family loved beef stroganoff but it never really tickled my fancy. I was all, why have beef stroganoff when you could have fish fingers?

Minestrone

BORING! The only redeeming thing about this dinner was the crusty oven rolls.

Silverside

I actually didn’t mind silverside when we had it for dinner, it was having it cold on my sandwiches at school for the next week and a half that filled me with dread.

Anything with Sultanas

My mother went through an odd phase in the 90s of adding sultanas to everything. Curries, rice, noodles. It was uber gross.

I totally get that I was a privileged 8-year-old princess who was lucky to have both food on my table and a loving mother to cook it for me but at the time I was like ‘Bitch put sultanas in my curry. She hates me.

I also wasn’t a huge fan of tacos either but that’s only because I spewed after eating them when I was around 6 years old and they really burn in reverse. I was scarred for many years after that incident.

Tell me… what was your most loathed dinner when you were a kid?

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