The daughter said "Mom, I'm going to order our usual. OK"
So she orders a bento box with chicken teriyaki and something else.
The meal comes and the mother says: "What's that?"
The daughter said "It's rice, Mom. Here take some and some chicken."
The mom says: "What is it?"
The daughter says with a little bite in her voice: "It's chicken MOM, you like chicken. Eat it"
And she did.
The conversation made me think of how I would act if I was in the position of taking care of an aging mother that does not have all her marbles anymore. I am not sure I could do it.