The little boy's favorite meal was swedish meatballs and noodles, made in the original fashion.

Neither of them had any fondness for those ping pong ball sized swedish meatballs sometimes found at buffets.

However, the little boy did not like onions. In order to provide the proper taste, his dad would mince the onions into teeny, teeny pieces.

Should a piece of onion only as big as a grain of uncooked rice appear on the little boy's plate, all eating would come to an immediate halt.