This is kind of a response to the troll's comment from a few days ago. Not really, but it got me thinking, so here we go.I have mentioned how I have lead a very sheltered life--and I make no apologies for it. It is what it is and I'm too old to want to change too much. Nowhere is my sheltered life quite as obvious as in my eating habits. And this all stems from my childhood.Growing up, our household revolved around what The Father wanted--or what The Mother THOUGHT he wanted. He was/is a very tight-lipped individual,...