I just heard from heard from my soon-to-be Thanksgiving hostess that the wife of one of my nephews has just been diagnosed with Covid. A mild case, thankfully, not much more than a common cold as far as symptoms go, but it means she and nephew will be quarantining themselves over Thanksgiving and can’t join us.
This news was delivered in tones that would have fit with “Ding, dong, the witch is dead!”
Which is really mean, but ever since nephew married her four years ago she has make every family holiday gathering as miserable as she can. She’s a vegan, see, and a militant and very rude one. There are others in the family with various food issues, but they just don’t eat whatever they dislike/are sensitive/allergic too and enjoy the rest and the companionship with family. LIKE NORMAL PEOPLE.
Ms. Vegan delivers a series of lectures through out the meal, on how bad meat eating is for us and the world and possibly the whole universe. How evil and horrible we are to eat animals. How we don’t have to eat the meat-contaminated versions of dish A and B and C because the ‘pure’ vegan versions our hostess provided for her sake are just as good and probably better, so we could at least take the baby step of leaving the butter out of the mashed potatoes.
Well, no, Ms. Vegan. They don’t taste as good. There’s a reason hundreds of years of humans have added butter to their mashed potatoes…IT TASTES GOOD THAT WAY. Ditto for all the other animal-origin stuff that we ‘slip’ into various dishes. It’s generally {some relative}'s recipe for that dish. We grew up with it, we LIKE it that way, it’s a TRADITION for us.
<pant, pant>
Okay, in fairness we are a carnivorous lot. The first year she came she survey the groaning table and announced that the only things on it she could eat were the cranberry sauce and the olive & pickle plate. And she HATES cranberries!
Our hostess has tried in the years since then. Cooking separate versions of things without the offending ingredients, adding new vegan dishes, once picking up an entire certified vegan take out meal for two (nephew is a sort-of vegan at this point, as in he doesn’t eat meat while she’s watching), but it’s not good enough. Nothing would be, except for everyone else falling into line with her dictates.
And thus thanks to Covid, the rest of us have a new blessing to be thankful for this year!