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Pretty much food related (of course! Italians, you know):
You don't leave the dinner table without being granted permission to be excused.
You drink all your milk. (UGH)
You have to take three bites of something you don't like. Not an option to refuse.
The "Clean Plate Club" is a club you want to belong to - but there are no benefits. So I was never a member.
Weird, but I don't recall any other rules, other than food-centered ones. That's probably because I was a very picky eater and skinny beyond belief as a child. Sigh. Otherwise, I had a LOT of freedom.
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