First restaurant experience was aged 19, a pizza express in 1991. Didn't know I had to tell the waiter to stop peppering my pizza (he asked my mate if I knew, like I was in a wheelchair or something)

As for food as a kid. It was chips, chip and egg, chips and beans, chips and crispy pancakes, chips and fish fingers and all served with loads of buttered bread to fill you up. Utterly grim.

One xmas at school they said we were having a special; duckling. I was aghast. And when a teacher came up and asked why I was crying they told me it was mince and dumplings.

My grandad who we barely saw, made us lambs heart and mash one time. Never went back.

I went veggie at 14.
I cooked all my own meals and bought whatever else I needed from my myriad of jobs.

Never looked back. Still not arsed about chips.