I'm one of the pickiest eaters in the world, but those kids are RIDICULOUS. My grandma and my mom are picky eaters, so I was never forced to eat anything I truly didn't like. At home, my parents would usually just make me the plain version of whatever, but nothing that required extra work for them (I can't count how many times I heard - "we're not a restaurant!"). However, going out in public and to other people's homes, I was to eat what was in front of me, at least half of it. I would have never even THOUGHT of complaining to a hostess or shoving food in the couch
. I would just make sure to focus on the buns/salads/whatever I liked, and would usually have something small before I left. And dessert when you hadn't eaten your dinner????????????? If that happened, it meant hell had frozen over.
Like I said, I'm an insanely picky eater, and these kids' behaviour HORRIFIES me.