My niece works in a highly reviewed and expensive farm to table restaurant. For mother’s day she reserved a table for my me and my sister.
My sister is well aware of my diet. She just dismissed it, urging me to “just take a bite of this, there are no substitutions, why can’t you eat that?”
I was at a fantastic birthday party last night with her and she saw me pass up bread, potatoes, and dessert and she didn’t bat an eye.
But tonight? She was all over me. I was feeling guiltier that we were in this wonderful place and I wasn’t eating everything on my plate. I’m not going to go into the wonderful plates we ordered but suffice it to say we both ordered entrees and we were going to split them. Underneath my protein was a quinoa and fresh pea/kale mixture. I was eating the kale, having a bit of the quinoa and I kept tasting something sweet. I forgot under the mix was pea puree. I took a tiny taste and that’s what it was. I asked my niece and she said, “oh it might taste sweet because the cooks put sugar in it” my sister is like, that’s ok, you can still eat it.
She is commenting and urging me to eat other items. I’m getting the feeling she doesn’t have a clue regarding what I can’t and can have, and if she does know, she doesn’t care anyway.
The coffee is supposed to be fantastic here and I was really looking forward to that instead of dessert. But my sister asked if I want to split dessert, and when I said no, she insisted on ordering 2 desserts and telling my niece we were splitting it. She then spent 10 minutes telling me how the whipped cream on the pie is homemade and why don’t I at least have the whipped cream. I said no, I’m sure it has sugar in it. “Oh no, it’s not sweet at all” just have taste. On and on and on.
I don’t know whether I’m upset that she has no respect for my food choices (“oh you can’t eat like that for very long you know…”), or she was so controlling and pushy. Our Mom had diabetes and had a rough time the last few years of her life. We grew up reading labels and being villigent for hidden sugars. Why is she being like this?
She is 18 months younger than me and about 15 lbs lighter so we are both obese. I felt was being watched while I ate. I couldn’t figure out why by the end of the meal I was feeling so low. When I got home I realized how disrespected I felt.
Needed to vent where she couldn’t comment back and demean me. Thanks people.