Re “What’s for dinner? Don’t ask Mom” (G section, May 9): Seriously? My mom cooked for my dad, and what he ate for dinner we ate, or we didn’t eat at all.
Do you think I liked liver and onions as a 6-year-old? I didn’t like them then, and I still don’t. But I ate them because my parents didn’t coddle me or my siblings.
Parents these days cater so much to their kids that the kids are running the family, and the parents are taking a back seat to the kids’ whims. Pitiful.