When we were trying to sort out what dinners we could eat at the London meet in March, I thought of my blatantly faddy diet as specifically my problem, and that there was literally a single thing on the menu that I could have was not something it would have been reasonable to try to make into others’ problems. (Though I did get whiny about my self-inflicted angst. And the one thing- the chicken salad—was actually really nice and much better than the quality of food I’ve come to expect from that pub chain.)
When we were trying to sort out what dinners we could eat at the London meet in March, I thought of my blatantly faddy diet as specifically my problem, and that there was literally a single thing on the menu that I could have was not something it would have been reasonable to try to make into others’ problems. (Though I did get whiny about my self-inflicted angst. And the one thing- the chicken salad—was actually really nice and much better than the quality of food I’ve come to expect from that pub chain.)