I was reading someone blog about how her kid loved to eat tamarind fruit at home. But, when she packed some in her son's school lunch, she saw that he returned with it totally untouched. (In case you're wondering why, tamarind fruit looks a whole lot like... poop.)
When I read this, my stomach did a little flip, and I got a pang of nostalgia. When I was a kid, my mom would send me to school with fresh banh mi. Yes, glorious banh mi with its deliciously soft and crusty bread, beautifully pickled carrots+daikon, and perfectly grilled lemongrass chicken. But I went to school with a bunch of Caucasian kids who ate Smuckers and Campbell's soup for lunch. So, every lunch, I threw away my entire banh mi sandwich and waited to go home to eat dinner. Once, a teacher called me out and asked the entire class who the ungrateful kid was who threw away an entire sandwich. The sting of that embarrassment has always stuck with me. Little did I know that banh mi would become the "cool" thing 2 decades later. *Shrug* Anybody else got any embarrassing childhood food memories? I can't be the only one!