It's inconvenient, annoying, and we like to force children to do as they are told regardless of the reasons that they initially probably can't even communicate with us, it starts SO young.
Picky eater here... and yeah that chocolate thing is utter bollocks, I could leave chocolate in the cupboard for a year, theres easter eggs and christmas stuff in there from LAST year!
I have a strong retch/gag reaction and an aversion to quite a lot of things - fish, meat on the bone, meat with its original texture, anything too coarse or chewy.
I also have, and have likely always had, a sliding hiatus hernia which causes reflux and issues with swalllowing, only diagnosed last year so no one had a clue why I hated certain things, needed a drink with food, really disliked anything dry or claggy.
Some of my issues are likely sensory things and fits with the ASD that I strongly suspect affects me, my sister and my Dad (but being girls my sister and I are very good at masking, me more so than her) - have not bothered seeking a dx for that since its a long process that will achieve nothing of use for me (been through it with OH though).
You know what NONE of it is about... being annoying, being a pain, trying to intentionally irritate or piss people off. It's actually got fuck all to do with anyone else, and it has affected me to a great or lesser degree for my WHOLE life.
So when you sit down to a meal at a friends and you haven't had to go through the shit you will and will not eat, and you haven't had to panic about what if they have made something you forgot to tell them about...
Or you go out for a meal and you don't have to worry about whats on the menu because you know you will happily enjoy almost anything...
Or you go round to a relatives and you know even if the meal isn't your favourite or its not well cooked you can still get it down without gagging and bursting into tears...
Fab, brilliant for you, I am really pleased... because that is not what life is like for those of us labelled 'picky eaters' who are a 'pain in the arse'.
Sometimes I have to tell people I am vegan to stand a chance of being served something that won't make me vomit.
I have to go through a list of things I can't have due to my diabetes, hernia, gastroparesis or my gallstones.
Frequently, what I will eat is junk food, not because I love junk, but because it tends to be soft, moist and of a uniform, predictable texture and flavour that I know for sure won't vary from restaurant to restaurant.
I like plenty of healthy stuff, love a good salad, love fruit (can't eat much of it, because hello diabetes), love roasted veg (ditto) but yeah, hi, im 40 years old and food is a fucking pain in the backside for me, if it inconvinences you for a SECOND, just think how fucking frustrating MY life actually is!