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French poster from above. My kids love ketchup on pasta! And many other things besides... |
Every big family meal we have is at least semi-potluck. It's really the best solution. The host makes the main and maybe hors d'oeuvres and a dessert, the guests supplement with sides, salads, more dessert. Everyone gets something they like, takes some of the burden off the host, win-win. If you can't pull it together to make a side dish or a salad, you can bring wine. |
I do think it's very American. It's connected to the American tendency to be individualistic and kind of obsessive about things. See also: the American approach to exercise, religion, work |
Italy weeps... |
| I have food allergies and I don't expect to be accommodated, just tell me if the dish has walnuts in it before I eat it. It is one meal, I won't starve to death if I can't eat anything. |
+1. My family is Asian American, and we taught that it was the height of ill manners to be picky as an adult. An adult who publicly claimed not to like certain foods was considered to be poorly raised, an embarrassment to the family. Allergies were completely understandable and accommodated. And in my experience, it's always white Americans who are so provincial about food. |
Hosting and cooking everything for super picky people is not required. Potlucks or partial potlucks are fine, even as adults, because you want some of these guests to follow their own picky eating rules. Hosting, providing a main entree or two, and drinks is enough to provide for picky eaters. And of they all bring their favorite picky (or allergy compliant, for those like me who need it) side, win win. There is no need for adults to provide restaurant level service for other adults unless that is just something they enjoy doing. Since I do have actual food allergies, I prefer to prepare my own food whenever possible. |
I'm sure you aren't inviting picky eaters in the first place, so you wouldn't run into this problem. |
Yes, this type of entitlement would never be tolerated in Europe. We host a lot and half our friends are European or otherwise foreign. I have never had any complaints or special requests from them. And, to be fair, the majority of Americans I know are also pretty reasonable and polite. |
Mostly you're correct, although on occasion a picky eater has wound up here as the guest of someone else. Or it's not about pickiness, it's about them really believing their potato salad/whatever-it-is makes every meal better. Typically after the first time they realize that they shouldn't bring anything they expect to be served without asking first/being asked. If they don't figure it out, they become someone I meet elsewhere (happy to see them at restaurants, etc.) but I stop inviting them for dinner at my home. |
| I don’t eat meat. I do eat fish. If people ask I tell the. Otherwise I always assume people have something I can eat. This only back fired on me once, when the only thing the person served was chili. (No it wasn’t Super Bowl). I didn’t complain. I sat politely because I’m not a toddler. |
Haha, hosting a kosher mostly-vegetarian with a bean and dairy aversion ("I eat ethically raised meat and sustainable fish, and beans and dairy upset my digestion") is what broke me as well. Now I host spaghetti and pizza nights. |
| People have become so weird about food. When I was a kid, you ate what you were served or you didn’t eat. It was as simple as that. And I knew barely anyone with food allergies. |
This. I am Italian and this is probably the biggest food sin. |