We had a rule at our house about food too. 1. Don't turn your nose up at something until you've had one bite. And Mom would put just enough for 1 bite on my plate. If I needed another taste, I got a bit more. and then If I really liked it, I could have even more. The one thing my dad never made me attempt to eat was bbq goat. "Good that much more for me!"
2nd rule, eat whats on your plate. And since everything on your plate was stuff you already liked, because if you tried the bite on something new and you didn't like it, it wasn't on your plate.
3rd Rule, if you are at someone's house, their rules applied and you better eat everything on your plate.
Well, we were over at one of Dad's co-workers and they had english peas. I didn't like then then and still don't like them now. And I asked the man to Please only give me a very small amount because I don't like peas. And before my mom to tell him I didn't eat peas at home, he had a double helping on my plate. There wasn't enough other food to hide that many peas. When I finished, I promptly made it to the bathroom and threw everything up. The man did apologize to my parents, he thought I was just turning my nose up. Mom reminded him that I had asked for a smaller portion, I wasn't refusing to eat them.
I didn't have to drink a glass of milk with dinner or any other time, I didn't drink it. I would eat milk on cereal, but not by the glass. I would have ice cream, cheese, butter milk especially with cornbread, cottage cheese, every dairy but not drinking milk to be drinking milk.