When it comes to food, I have been raised with a meat-and-three-veg approach of level headed moderation.
I was raised with a BBQ on the deck, cordial in the fridge, a penchant for devon sandwiches, and twelve months of country boarding school thrown in for good measure. (Three years as an impoverished Arts student contributed to my not-so-precious palette, too.) Picky eater? Not me, sir!
However, encircled with family and friends whose ease of eating is marred with a variety of allergies, veganism, vegetarianism, activism, food intolerances and tolerance issues in general; I have become something of an anomaly.
I eat bread. I eat sugar. I eat meat. I even drink cow’s milk.
You would think this would make my life easy, wouldn’t you?
Alas, my life as an Easy Eater had a head on collision with the goji berry yogis and nut-butter nutters for the first time last weekend, at a friend’s four-day ‘wedstival’ in the Kangaroo Valley.
It was the War of The Meat Pie.
It all began when my boyfriend, his sister, and I were in the car together, ready to pull out of the country town we were staying in to head back to Sydney. They are vegetarians, you see, which means not only do they choose not to eat meat, they choose to tell me at every given opportunity not to eat meat, too.
“Wait, wait. I need a coffee. Anyone want anything?”
I looked around the car to two rather bleak faces. It was Australia Day, and nothing was open. The only option we had was the local bakery, which, without any kind of organic signage, was not exactly up their alley.
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I van kind of see the point about not eating it in the car (small enclosed space and strong smells and all that), but would it have been so hard to wait a few minutes for her to eat it outside the car? And be polite about it? Can't stand food nazis who get all high and mighty about what other people eat.
Sorry but I don't think he's the man for you. You accept that they don't eat meat so why can they not accept that you do and let you be? To kick you out of the car and make you feel that bad people who love you for who you are just don't do that. I have several family members who are vegetarian as long as there is something on the menu to satisfy all of us it's neve mentioned. I eat a juicy steak burger in front of my cousin whilst she's munching on a vegetarian one it's a non issue. Seems maybe they are trying to guilt you into living their way by using the whole "our way or the highway routine" you need to sit down eith him and make it clear you respect his choices he needs to respect yours even if he doesn't like it otherwise what future are you going to have? Is this the family tou want to raise children in (if your having them) your children will grow up never eating a meat pie on Aussie day regardless of what you feel & believe
I agree, what a jerk. Kick that man to the kerb, stat! You need someone who appreciates you for you, and - let's face it - will stand up for you in front of his sister if she's being a princess, rather than joining in and being a princess himself. PS I'm single and love me a good meat pie. Just saying.