I had 1 parent that grew up through all the wars in Vietnam and another who grew up through rationing during WWII in Britian - Both were pretty adamant that you did not waste food, you ate it to survive, and being picky was a luxury.

Now, judging from my thighs, I think I have some room for luxury now... And I waste too much food at times.

I'll confess to getting really aggravated with my sister & her 8 year old sometimes. My mother will make 4 different type meat dishes with rice and different vegetables all served buffet style, and the 8 year old will refuse to eat each one for various reasons, and my sister will say "okay, I'll take you to mcdonalds after we leave" or will go get a microwave pizza out of the freezer and cook it for the 8 year old. Generally, at least one of those meat dishes is something that my Mom's made for my little brother who won't eat anything vegetable so should be fine for the 8 year old as well - and another one is usually something she knows my sister's 8 year old likes, so it's not like my mother isn't making an effort. When someone decides to go out for fast food after leaving your house & not make a secret out of it, it's somewhat of a slap in the face.