I used to never like peas, especially, frozen peas and carrots that my father used to feed us as kids, in Richmond, Virginia. He was being the best father that he knew how to be, but his cooking skills were lacking for me, at least. His reprotroire was usually scrambled eggs with fried Spam slices,and for vegetables, frozen peas and carrots. The last; the peas and carrots were such an atrocity that I would do my best to get rid of it any way that I knew how. I would ball up the offending vegetables in my hand and when my father was out of view( my mother was at work at this time I went out the screened door and threw the offensive food out as far as I could !! Well, I wasn't as smart as I thought. My father was right behind me, and made me go out and get every pea and carrot that I threw away.
And he made me eat every one. I do not feel that I was disrespected by his actions even though I did not like them at the time.