People share the worst foods served by their parents – Advice Eating

Mom, I love you, but we need to talk Brussels sprouts.

As children we were at the mercy of our parents’ whims – and as adults, many of our food likes and dislikes stem from the things we were served as children. So Redditor asked u/whatacad, “What did your parents teach you about cooking that has since been debunked?” Here’s what people chimed in.


“We used to eat pork chops a lot growing up, but my mom used to overcook them badly. She told us cooked pork with any blush on it is not safe to eat. All my life I thought I hated pork because it was never juicy enough…until I finally tried a medium-rare cooked pork chop.”


“My mother was a decent cook, but apparently salmon wasn’t her forte. I thought I hated salmon because my mom’s version was so dry. When I finally ate salmon at a restaurant, I couldn’t believe this fish could taste so moist and flaky.”


“Vegetables need to be cooked, especially broccoli. If my parents had occasionally roasted vegetables, I might have eaten a lot more of them.”


“My mother never cooked with salt and advised me to avoid salt altogether in my cooking. By the way, the food tastes much better when salted.”


“I always thought that meat got to cooked to a point of complete shoe leather level dryness to be “safe” to eat. Neither of my parents would touch a piece of chicken that wasn’t completely overcooked to dryness, or a piece of beef with even a hint of pink.”


“My father always told me to add mushrooms to the dish at the last minute so they were barely cooked. That’s why I always thought I don’t like mushrooms golden brown, I was blown away. Turns out they’re much better fully cooked!”


“My mom happens to be a great cook, but growing up we probably ate tacos once a week. Like many American families, our taco night consisted of a DIY spread made from hard taco shells, ground beef (maybe seasoned with taco seasoning), shredded cheese, lettuce, and chopped tomatoes. They were absolutely edible…but it wasn’t until I tried my first breaded fish taco in a corn tortilla that I realized it was my mom’s version not real tacos.”


“My parents taught me that you shouldn’t eat more than three eggs a week or you’d die of heart failure from the cholesterol.”


“Growing up, canned spinach was a staple alongside packaged fish fingers and microwavable rice. Law’s House. It was a whole new world for me.”


“That all fat is bad fat. I grew up with this and with so many low-fat foods in my house that are loaded with so much sugar to balance the taste.”


“All my childhood we ate margarine and never real butter. I always thought restaurants had a special technique that made their food taste amazing. It turned out to be just regular salted butter and I missed something.”


“Growing up, I never understood the hype surrounding steaks. Now I realize that’s because my mom always supported a family of eight, and as a result, she brought back cheap, tender cuts she could afford the consistency of cardboard and tell us how lucky we were, steak to eat for dinner. As a meal, I didn’t care at all, but I was taught to eat what’s in front of you and never complain. It wasn’t until I moved out alone and ate a really good steak at a restaurant that I realized I had misunderstood beef for 18 years. Now I love to cook and eat steak.”


“My parents put oil in pasta water so ‘the pasta wouldn’t stick together’. I later learned that adding oil to pasta water is frowned upon. It just wastes oil. The better way to avoid sticky noodles: stir noodles regularly, drain and finish cooking directly in the sauce.”


“I just recently made meatballs after not eating them for about 15 years and they were delicious. I think she ruined my childhood for me. As much as I love my mom and appreciate how she cooks for us kids, I think meatballs were just gone, it’s not her specialty. They always came out dry and burned on the outside, but just wet on the inside.”


“My parents would boil hard-boiled eggs for at least 20 minutes until the yolks were dark gray. It wasn’t until adulthood that I discovered the magic of properly cooked (and medium-boiled!) eggs.”


“All my childhood I thought mashed potatoes came in a box. It never even occurred to me that you could make them yourself.”


“My parents never used spices and condiments, so everything always tasted very bland. When I went to college and started experimenting with cooking, I realized how lacking in flavor my parents’ kitchen was and how easy it is to enhance the flavor of any dish with a few simple spices.”


“My parents thought that grilling was synonymous with burning.


“My mom never added enough liquid to boxed mac ‘n’ cheese and she never stirred it enough that the noodles tasted gooey, and occasionally I would get these little pockets of powdered cheese that would explode in my mouth. She would actually do the same thing with pancake batter, so our pancakes would have little lumps of powder in them.


“My parents spoiled salad for me for a long time. Our salads always consisted of iceberg lettuce, tasteless tomatoes, and a few unfortunate croutons, all coated in ranch dressing. It took me a long time to realize how delicious salad can be.”


“My parents tend to burn things up and sometimes they get very badly wrong. I always thought bacon was the solid equivalent of coffee. It smelled fantastic, but tasted like bitter burnt ash. By the time I was 12 I had cooked the bacon correct at a friend’s house, and it really blew my mind.”


“My mother is actually a decent cook, but she hates spicy food and never gives a kick to what she cooks. So their chili con carne is basically just bolognese sauce.”


“When I first tried fresh asparagus roasted in the oven until crisp, I was blown away. I never thought that this vegetable could taste so good. As a child, I was always served boiled asparagus or even worse: canned asparagus. “


“My mother used to put a packet of Lipton’s Onion Soup Mix in it everything She makes. I’m talking about every single dish! Rice, mashed potatoes, taco meat, etc. That’s always been the one constant about her cooking.”


“My mom used to make Brussels sprouts for my family all the time, but they were always boiled or steamed. She claimed to love them, but my siblings and I would hardly touch them on our plates. They tasted so strong and somehow bitter that it was only a product of its time when cooking vegetables was very fashionable. These days, Brussels sprouts — roasted with olive oil, salt and pepper until crispy — are my absolute favorite vegetable.”


“My mom was always adapting recipes that somehow made sense in her head but weren’t practical. For example, she saw a recipe that called for two cups of grated cheese (too much cheese, according to my mom), and then she substituted grated carrots for one cup of cheese because they looked similar. Or when she cooked enchiladas, she added two cans of diced olives because they vaguely resembled ground meat after cooking. As I got older, I realized that I like enchiladas…just not how my mom makes them.”


“It wasn’t until I was growing up that I realized the pasta I was served when I was a kid didn’t taste the way it was supposed to. That’s because my mom kept the noodles in the water until it was time to serve them, even though the noodles were practically starting to dissolve by that point. When it came time for dinner, she would drown the noodles in butter to keep them from sticking together.”


“My father used to lightly scrub mushrooms with a brush instead of washing them in water. As it turns out, rinsing mushrooms doesn’t affect their flavor or texture since they’re already mostly water. Also, rinsing is a lot faster way to clean them.”

What’s one meal you thought you didn’t like or one that was almost ruined for you because your parents made it? Tell us in the comments below.

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