Aw. I did the same thing to my poor mom when I was a teenager. She’d spend hours making these amazing dishes — French cuisine, curries, or other complicated meals — and I’d walk in, ask what was for dinner, and be all “EWWWWWW, can’t we just get McDonald’s?” when she answered. That I didn’t end up wearing that food is a testament to how my mother is a much better person than I am.