First, this thread: https://www.dcurbanmom.com/jforum/posts/list/1120205.page
Over the years, picky-eater-creep has been ramping up. First it was accommodating kids, but now those kids are full adults—including the deployed cousin—but the long list of preferences and pickiness hasn’t changed. My dad is included in the picky crowd. As people marry in, the preferences and actual allergies/actual restrictions start to factor in, too.
I’ve decided once and for all that I will ONLY be accommodating real, actual allergies and restrictions. Vegetarians and sometimes-I’m-vegans will have a few options, but I’m not overhauling the whole spread anymore. I finally just decided on a menu, sent it to everyone, and told them if they wanted to bring other dishes, that’s fine. I’m over it with requests to literally not have fruit salad “except for blueberries and strawberries together” from people who recently graduated…from college.
Pickies, time’s up. Pony ride’s over. You’re welcome for carrying you this far.
Then, behold: https://www.mcsweeneys.net/articles/i-dont-eat-gluten-or-dairy-anymore-except-for-when-i-do
The main culprits I try to avoid are bread, pasta, cheese, and ice cream, and it’s been going well—I really only eat them whenever I want to. I know people find it difficult when they’re out to dinner and have to find something on the menu they can eat. I don’t worry about seeming high maintenance with my healthy diet; I just tell whoever I’m with that I no longer eat gluten and dairy, then I order a dish steeped in volcanic cheeses because a little bit won’t hurt anything except for my insides from the top of my head to the tips of my toes.
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