My mom’s a horrible cook. Like really horrible. I think I’m the only one in my family who can differ the taste between her cooking and others cause my dad and my elder brother doesn’t complain at all, neither do I. We never said a thing. I think they know it too but pretend there’s nothing wrong. We are Asian so we eat rice, which is the only thing that she can cook properly. We got used to the cooking and this is normal food for us. Out side food for others or restaurants, even those s***** restaurants with flies and roaches, tastes like heavens food to me. No one says anything to hurt her feelings. She made pudding today, and me and my friend almost puked in our mouths. Both of us complimented her and after she left, we put it in a bag, left a little bit amount on the plate so it looks like we actually ate it, and threw it in the garbage a mile away (so she doesn’t find out) like we always do. I really needed to get this off my chest. I will never confront her about it cause its gonna brake her heart. I feel really guilty and sad about this.