Fucking meat eaters.

[feuervogel]

So I'm going to DC this weekend, and I'm staying with my sister Friday and Saturday nights. We're trying to work out what to do for dinner Saturday. (Friday we're going to Agora for Turkish food, which sounds awesome.)

I suggest the lazy-ass pasta bake and throwing in some Quorn (chunks or grounds) for extra filling properties. She says "BF is a real meat-eater..." and I'm just like "if he's that inflexible, I'm happy to go out again."

So she replies with this "you threw a tantrum when you were younger and couldn't eat in restaurants, and we prefer to eat real meat. You don't like meat, I'm just trying to cover all our preferences."

First off, our grandmother decided it was a good idea to take a vegetarian to Steak and Ale. The only options that weren't meat were starches (baked potatoes) and sides (spinach, etc). Not exactly what I call dinner! Second off, it's not a "preference." If I eat meat, I have gastrointestinal distress. I found this out by accidentally eating ground beef a few years ago. (I was really hungry and brain-fried from an all-day tai chi workshop.)

Third off, is it that fucking hard to not eat meat just ONE fucking time? Seriously?

Fucking asshole meat-eaters. This is why I hate you.

Comments

[krait]

As other omnivores have noted: one meal is not a sacrifice! Good grief. And frankly it sounds like she's using him as an excuse, because otherwise? Don't tell him there's no meat, and he probably won't notice. Or does she submit every recipe she makes to his scrutiny beforehand? *eyerolling* Does he watch over her shoulder while she cooks? Does he do all the cooking? Because otherwise I'm not really seeing where his opinion was codified into unbreakable law.

In other words... Dear fellow omnivores: shut up unless you're doing the cooking. (And even then, hospitality dictates that your guest has priority; you can eat something you're not crazy about, even if you have to make yourself a turkey sandwich as a midnight snack.)