TIFU by not believing my little brother.

Sorry about my bad English. I’ll try my best to explain it as well as I can.

I took my little brother out for dinner, as a gift for his 9th birthday. I’m a foodie and he loves trying new stuff eventhough he is very picky, he still loves trying it.

We went to this new restaurant and ordered something neither of us knew what it was. They brought the food and it was like a thick dark stew with meat in it (not sure how to describe it) with rice.

I put what looked like the biggest and best piece of meat in my brother’s plate and told him to eat it and took the rest of it for myself.

He took a bite and nagged that “it just tastes like onion”. Now because he tends to be picky and nag about food a lot I told him to just eat the damn thing because it’s very tasty and he is just being bratty.

It really was tasty. My brother was mostly playing with his food and nagging the entire time that it’s just like eating onion. Eventually I snapped at him to let me try it and took a spoonfull of his food.

It was onion.

While I’ve been eating a delicious meal my brother was eating an onion.

How was I supposed to know?😂😂😂 in the hinsight I should have believed him sooner but dammit it looked just like the meat. They were all covered by the dark broth/sauce/stew/whatever it’s called.

He is sulking now. I think I’m gonna spend the rest of my life apologizing.

TL;DR: I didn’t believe my brother and made him eat onion on his birthday.