Hide the dinner, win the ice cream
When I was a child, I hated microwavable spaghetti.
Once my mom made me microwavable spaghetti and macaroni for my sister.
In order to get ice cream, we had to finish our meals.
I hated the spaghetti so I hid it in the trash and got my ice cream.
My mom found out and she and my sister laughed at me for my actions.