Every since I was a child meal time was a potential dangeous time my sister was a very picky eater and my mother always gave us adult size portions. We could not leave the table until our plates were clean and my sister just refused to cooperate so my dad would bring a belt to the table because someone was going to get a beating. I would swallow my food whole or choke down big bites so that I could get away from the situation because it never failed if she didnt eat and I was still there some how I would get it too. I have always eat too fast. And always fix more than is needed.
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