When I was a kid I was always a selective eater. My mother was always worried about my health. Uh, at first I used to drink milk but then I started avoiding it. Uh, I remember I used to intentionally throw the milk in the was uh, basin when some. When anyone was not around me. Uh. Once. Once my mother cah. Me throwing it. My sp. My parents schoololded me a lot. And uh. Um. And the next day my father told my mother that I should not be given milk anymore. My mother uh. My mother was caught between uh. Between a rock and a hard place. I don’t know how she came up with a fried milk idea but uh. Uh. The next day I was given some cutlets instead of milk. I had no idea what they were made of. Made of. But I loved themh. Uh. From. From then uh. From then on every morning I ate those fried thing. I felt like the luckiest kit. I also took some of them for my friends and they all loved them too. One of my friends asked me that how it was made and went home and asked my mother but my mother said that it is a secret recipe. But uh. But after. After few days I forgot about it. And then one day I actually saw my mother making that for me. From the window of the kitchen I saw that uh. That it was uh uh. It was actually made up of milk. And um. They were. And it was a fried milk. My mother found a way of feeding um. Feeding milk to me at the same time making sure that I don’t. I don’t throw it away. She added many other things to it like corn starch, big corn starch, lemon peel and uh. Eggs. I don’t think I would have ever eaten it if I know. If I would have known that how it. How this. This thing is made. My mother made a whole meal out of something I hated. It was of course less healthy as it was fried but she used a very little oil too.
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When I was a kid, I was always a picky eater. My mother was always worried about my health. At first, I used to drink milk, but then I started avoiding it. I remember intentionally throwing the milk in the washbasin when no one was around. Once, my mother caught me throwing it. My parents scolded me a lot. The next day, my father told my mother that I shouldn't be given milk anymore. My mother was caught between a rock and a hard place. I don't know how she came up with the idea of fried milk, but the next day, I was given some cutlets instead of milk. I had no idea what they were made of, but I loved them. From then on, every morning, I ate those fried things. I felt like the luckiest kid. I also took some for my friends, and they all loved them too. One of my friends asked me how it was made and went home and asked his mother, but my mother said it was a secret recipe. But after a few days, I forgot about it. Then one day, I actually saw my mother making it for me. From the window of the kitchen, I saw that it was actually made up of milk. It was fried milk. My mother found a way to feed me milk while making sure I wouldn't throw it away. She added many other things to it, like cornstarch, lemon peel, and eggs. I don't think I would have ever eaten it if I had known how it was made. My mother made a whole meal out of something I hated. It was, of course, less healthy because it was fried, but she used very little oil.
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