Oh, you invited my sister in law to dinner.
I have lots of veggie friends. And friends with all sorts of health related dietary restrictions - from ciliac to lactose intolerance to diabetes to odd kidney diseases and Crohns. Having a dinner party is always a challenge, but we’ve learned to do some pretty good buffets that can make most people happy.
The vast majority of my friends with dietary restrictions are good guests (and good hosts - their parties are filled with tasty food). They often eat before they show up “just in case” or bring their own cooler “just in case,” even though nearly everyone has gotten pretty good about having some veggie burgers in the freezer at all times - and plenty of hummus and pita bread and veggies on the counter. We’ve discovered the “spagetti buffet” - two or three different kinds of noodles (one made without wheat), a nice pot of vegan sauce. A bowl of fried veggies, another bowl of sausage - to augment the sauce of you want. Cheese and soy cheese. The Mexican buffet works well - too. Flour and corn tortillas, beans, meat, veggies, guac - and again, cheese and soy cheese. And the dualing pots of chili - vegan, meat, vegan extra spicey, meat extra spicy.
Then there is my sister in law. Who complains regardless of what you do. She never pre-eats or brings her own, but then complains regardless of how far out of your way you’ve gone for her. I’ve baked vegan cakes for the woman, from recipes she has provides with ingredients she has specified, going out of my way to the co-op to be sure everything was organic - only to have her complain when they turned out rather tasteless. If she isn’t complaining that she can’t eat the dessert I baked (which almost always contains a lot of chocolate and cream), she complains about the meat on the table (that she doesn’t need to eat) or that we haven’t provided a seperate grill for the veggie burgers (that’s what tin foil was invented for). Or that she simply can’t stand to watch the rest of us abuse our bodies that way (she can down an entire bottle of tequila in an afternoon while giving this lecture).
Now she has converted to Judism, so she can complain that my kitchen isn’t kosher. Oy! (I’ll extend a little credit, there may be other reasons, like being able to complain my mother in laws kitchen isn’t kosher - but since in the five years I’ve known her I’ve known her to have been Catholic, Wiccan and Buddhist - I’m not holding my breath on this being the end of her spiritual journey).