they never did. hid them in my napkin. put them in my glass of milk, 'cause we could put that in the fridge if we didn't finish it. would poor it down the sink later. years later, at 19 years old, trying to convince my father, who was dying from cancer, to eat, i had the chance to offer my opinion..."it tastes just like candy". we both had the same sense of humor so i was not surprised by his smiling reaction. over 30 years ago and i still can't even type the words without choking up. i eat my vegetables now.