Full blown food whore

And it all began.  Thought that might catch your attention.  When was that defining moment when I went from a picky eater to a full blown food whore?  The defining moment was when I was a wee child, and I mean wee. Both my sister and I looked liked we came from a 3^rd world country; tiny and skinny.
My mother decided that others saw us as underfed and undernourished. Coming from a Jewish household, that was never the case but it was her Jewish mother guilt. Now that you understand my mother’s state of mind, here was her remedy to fatten us up.

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