Critique my Sunday dinner menu for my finicky MIL

[Anonymous]

Pasta + bread + cake would be a super heavy meal, especially lunch.

I’d switch the pasta out for some kind of soup (vichyssoise, gazpacho, cioppino) and Caesar salad (embellished with lobster meat, depending on how heavy the soup is) and garlic bread. Then sorbet + cookies/chocolates for dessert.

[Anonymous]

Depends what you mean by fussy. I would add another veg side. And does she like garlic bread for sure? Ice cream might be a nice add for the cake. And decaf espresso.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:Depends what you mean by fussy. I would add another veg side. And does she like garlic bread for sure? Ice cream might be a nice add for the cake. And decaf espresso.

I think the key is to have choices. So if I wanted to cater to this picky MIL I would do pasta and lobster. But maybe have plain rice on the side if she’d rather have the lobster and sauce with rice. And Caesar salad is fine but I’d have another vegetable side. And maybe two dessert options like three cake with optional ice cream, but also a plate of small cookies or petit fours. And decaf coffee/espresso and tea.

[Anonymous]

Does she like olives?

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:Op the menu is fine. I wish my DIL actually cooked and would be plenty happy to have her make the effort.

I’m so sorry the son you raised either doesn’t cook, or lost both his arms in a tragic boating accident. No one, but no one, owes you a meal or any type of “effort.”

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:Op the menu is fine. I wish my DIL actually cooked and would be plenty happy to have her make the effort.

I’m so sorry the son you raised either doesn’t cook, or lost both his arms in a tragic boating accident. No one, but no one, owes you a meal or any type of “effort.”

Agree! Those dated expectations sound sexist and ethnic.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:Op the menu is fine. I wish my DIL actually cooked and would be plenty happy to have her make the effort.

I’m so sorry the son you raised either doesn’t cook, or lost both his arms in a tragic boating accident. No one, but no one, owes you a meal or any type of “effort.”

Agree! Those dated expectations sound sexist and ethnic.

What ethnicity exactly do you think these expectations embody?