A visiting priest friend was over for dinner the other evening, and related his experience visiting a family when he was stationed in ... actually, I don't recall where. Slovenia? Slovakia? Maybe even Germany. No matter: Europe. At any rate, our priest friend observed that a single liter bottle of Coca Cola had been purchased in deference to his being American, and thus, when the lady of the house proudly offered him a Coke, he felt he had to accept even though he doesn't like soda of any kind.
Then he heard the woman's 8-year-old son quietly ask if he could have some Coke too, and the mom replied in hushed tones, "Of course not! You know it's bad for you. Be quiet and drink your wine!"