One evening, when Quinlan was about five, I served a meal that consisted of pork chops, mashed potatoes, and peas. When I asked Quinlan if he wanted gravy on his potatoes, he said, "I don't know--is there blubber in gravy?""Yes" I said.
"No thanks," he replied, "I don't eat blubber."
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You went to all the trouble of putting blubber in the gravy and he wouldn't eat it? Little ingrate.
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