My most memorable food experience was when me and my dad made individual breakfast sandwiches at home. Me and my dad started with cutting the vegetables. Originally, my dad would not let me cut the veggies because he said I might hurt myself. I was about 8 at that time. As much as my dad did not want me to cut any vegetables, I wanted to do it so bad because it looked so fun. My dad thought about it for some time and finally let me cut some when I started bothering him. But just as I was cutting the last piece of a lady finger, I cut my finger and it started bleeding horribly. I cried so much that day. It was the first I cut vegetables so I mentally made a note to never work with knives again.