It's people like you who help move the needle, Jenn. Good on you. And Mothernutter slots right in alongside Cotton-Headed Ninnymuggins, for what it's worth. Elf profanity is something of a passion of mine.
You know, I was just thinking yesterday that we must be coming towards the Mark's Nut Post time of the year! I look forward to it now.
I increasingly blame the fibre mafia for this aberrant behaviour. The thinking goes: fibre is good, so add it to everything! No matter how unexpectedly or inconveniently! Fibre is no longer a personal choice!
Even if I were allowed to eat it I would have concerns. After all, we're also supposed to be addressing food waste, and surely the more extraneous Texture™ you add in the form of additional ingredients, the more people at the party won't eat the thing.
This summer I saw the catering for two different events, each for a large autistic contingent, go awry because they'd stacked it with Very Healthy Food (the lack of beige was concerning) pre-constructed into sandwiches and kebabs. One organiser was booming as I arrived about how "it's better for them," which aside from being patronising, was an overly optimistic view of the odds of changing a lifetime's texture-aversion in one gallery show.
Of course the food was barely touched. A couple of us gave feedback suggesting a sandwich assembly line would likely result in less waste next time, and at the second event, a friend was allowed to take the oceans of leftovers to the organisers of another festival event down the road, but it was all rather emblematic of the problem. Surprisingly no nuts were involved, but then there was no cake to hide them in...
When I was doing the strict protocol to lose the weight for my surgery, the single hardest thing to do was eat in public. Granted, my options were more limited than most, because I couldn't be a vegetarian--I had a punch list of what I could have, and no more. It was tough. More than once, I ate what I could and then went home and cooked again for myself to ensure I got my proper food for the day.
It doesn't help that for most people, the concept of "healthy" food is that plate with raw vegetables strewn about with Ranch Dressing in the middle. Lame. Only Vegans think it's great. We seem to vacillate between putting zero effort into eating right, and spending all day making vegetarian lasagna out of components not meant to be ever confused with lasagna, ever. That middle ground--easy, tasty, not feeling like you're missing out on something--is there, but so few people want to explore it.
Hallelujah! I despise nuts in everything (the one exception: Hershey bars with almonds. I have no idea why I like those). I love eating pecans, peanuts, etc. But NOT in any cake, brownie, desert, or IUD. I had an aunt who was a WONDERFUL cook, and she made incredible chocolate cakes (I so miss those on my birthday since she passed). She had some perverse psychological abnormality that caused her to want to put nuts on cakes. At least with me, she limited it to a few pecan halves on top that I could easily remove. But really, why? Especially when she knew I hated them? I think these people have some ingrained need to convert others to their perversion because of their deep-down knowledge that it's wrong.
It’s a minor thing, sure, but I honestly don’t have a clue why there’s such a disconnect for the Nut-Forward population. If I said I had an allergy, they would apologize and never do it again. When I say, “I just don’t like them,” they reply, “Oh, you don’t know WHAT you like.”
It’s the same people who go, “it’s just a little needle. It doesn’t hurt. You’ll be fine.”
I feel like Mothernutter does not get used nearly enough in day to day language. I'm going to attempt to remedy that.
It's people like you who help move the needle, Jenn. Good on you. And Mothernutter slots right in alongside Cotton-Headed Ninnymuggins, for what it's worth. Elf profanity is something of a passion of mine.
I was with you until chicken salad. Chicken salad is always best with nuts!!
I don’t like anything crunchier than celery in my chicken salad. But you are welcome to have all of the nuts I don’t eat in such a manner.
You know, I was just thinking yesterday that we must be coming towards the Mark's Nut Post time of the year! I look forward to it now.
I increasingly blame the fibre mafia for this aberrant behaviour. The thinking goes: fibre is good, so add it to everything! No matter how unexpectedly or inconveniently! Fibre is no longer a personal choice!
Even if I were allowed to eat it I would have concerns. After all, we're also supposed to be addressing food waste, and surely the more extraneous Texture™ you add in the form of additional ingredients, the more people at the party won't eat the thing.
This summer I saw the catering for two different events, each for a large autistic contingent, go awry because they'd stacked it with Very Healthy Food (the lack of beige was concerning) pre-constructed into sandwiches and kebabs. One organiser was booming as I arrived about how "it's better for them," which aside from being patronising, was an overly optimistic view of the odds of changing a lifetime's texture-aversion in one gallery show.
Of course the food was barely touched. A couple of us gave feedback suggesting a sandwich assembly line would likely result in less waste next time, and at the second event, a friend was allowed to take the oceans of leftovers to the organisers of another festival event down the road, but it was all rather emblematic of the problem. Surprisingly no nuts were involved, but then there was no cake to hide them in...
LOL! "No cake to hide them in," indeed.
When I was doing the strict protocol to lose the weight for my surgery, the single hardest thing to do was eat in public. Granted, my options were more limited than most, because I couldn't be a vegetarian--I had a punch list of what I could have, and no more. It was tough. More than once, I ate what I could and then went home and cooked again for myself to ensure I got my proper food for the day.
It doesn't help that for most people, the concept of "healthy" food is that plate with raw vegetables strewn about with Ranch Dressing in the middle. Lame. Only Vegans think it's great. We seem to vacillate between putting zero effort into eating right, and spending all day making vegetarian lasagna out of components not meant to be ever confused with lasagna, ever. That middle ground--easy, tasty, not feeling like you're missing out on something--is there, but so few people want to explore it.
Hallelujah! I despise nuts in everything (the one exception: Hershey bars with almonds. I have no idea why I like those). I love eating pecans, peanuts, etc. But NOT in any cake, brownie, desert, or IUD. I had an aunt who was a WONDERFUL cook, and she made incredible chocolate cakes (I so miss those on my birthday since she passed). She had some perverse psychological abnormality that caused her to want to put nuts on cakes. At least with me, she limited it to a few pecan halves on top that I could easily remove. But really, why? Especially when she knew I hated them? I think these people have some ingrained need to convert others to their perversion because of their deep-down knowledge that it's wrong.
It’s a minor thing, sure, but I honestly don’t have a clue why there’s such a disconnect for the Nut-Forward population. If I said I had an allergy, they would apologize and never do it again. When I say, “I just don’t like them,” they reply, “Oh, you don’t know WHAT you like.”
It’s the same people who go, “it’s just a little needle. It doesn’t hurt. You’ll be fine.”