Insisting you can’t eat various major food groups for no actual real medical reason has become an essential part of looking like a modern, fabulous person
This week I’m in Los Angeles and writing from a cafe I’ve come to for lunch because I heard they have a good buffet. (If I were Renée Zellweger and all restaurants were Tom Cruise, I would say to them: “You had me at all-you-can-eat.”) But when I arrived, I began the spiel I’ve given waiters for as long as I can remember. “Um, so, I don’t eat meat. Or fish. Or, um...”
“No problem! This whole buffet is plant-based and just ask for any non-vegan options,” the waiter said. “Let me know if you have any concerns about gluten, wheat, nuts or soya, OK?”
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