Spent my first five years living and travelling with parents in the middle and far east, returning to Dublin every six months .So was exposed to wide variety of foods and flavours. Unfortunately after settling in Waterloo in1965, we only had mother’s cooking.
Lash everything in a pot and boil for hours. The meat was mainly bone, gristle and fat. I couldn’t eat it. So was regularly sent to my room without food. My taste buds were spoiled so the slop mother made was inedible to me.