I mean yeah that’s pretty much it. My dad’s cooking is unseasoned cucumber in a pan with some grocery-store veggie balls, which is not enough for 2-3 people. My mom’s cooking is much better, but it’s cooked more out of expectation than enjoyment. Eating together is expected but not enjoyed for its own merits afaik.
Desserts are the exception usually. Still, it messed up with my relationship to food, made it a lot worse than it could have been. Eating full meals with someone makes me gag, I have trouble eating normal quantities.
(Not the original commenter)
I mean yeah that’s pretty much it. My dad’s cooking is unseasoned cucumber in a pan with some grocery-store veggie balls, which is not enough for 2-3 people. My mom’s cooking is much better, but it’s cooked more out of expectation than enjoyment. Eating together is expected but not enjoyed for its own merits afaik.
Desserts are the exception usually. Still, it messed up with my relationship to food, made it a lot worse than it could have been. Eating full meals with someone makes me gag, I have trouble eating normal quantities.