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Easter Dinner
My Boy's family was kind enough to invite the two of us over for Easter dinner last night. It was quite lovely, and nice to spend time with a family -- even if it wasn't my own family, at least it was a family (and a good one at that).

Before dinner we were snacking, and for some reason my boy started digging through the cupboards. He emerged with a box of cereal and held it out for me to see, saying, "This is the best cereal in the world. If you ever see it, you should definitely buy some."

I looked at it. Something about raisins and nuts. I don't think I said anything, but he remembered anyway: "Oh that's right. You hate nuts. Well you still might like this, if you worked around the nuts...."

His mom looked at me worriedly. "You don't eat nuts?"

"Oh it's no big deal; it's not like they make me ill or anything. I just don't care for them very much."

"I had a bowl of mixed nuts I was going to put out with dinner...."

"Actually, that's the weird thing about it. I actually DO like nuts by themselves. I just don't like them IN things. Like I love a good cashew or peanut by itself. I'm sure I'll like the mixed nuts." She smiled with relief, and I smiled back. Feeling on a roll, I continued. This is always fun for me, amusing others with my neurotic tendencies.

"I just don't think that nuts in food is a good idea. Like cashews are great, but I would never sprinkle them over thai food. Or brownies. I love brownies, as long as there are no NUTS stirred in!"

"Oh. Well don't worry, there is ice cream for dessert too, although I did put nuts in the brownies."

I clapped my hand over my mouth in horrified embarrassment. Oh no, major faux pas. I'd had no idea that she'd actually made brownies for the event -- I was just making silly conversation!

Oh no thank you Mrs. Boyfriend's Mom, I don't need any of your homemade brownies, I'm too busy enjoying the delightful taste of my own foot for dessert....

Sheesh. Good thing the family are all nice people, so I didn't have to suffer with only bread and water for dinner, nor get kicked out in disgrace. (And in fact I did eat a brownie, even if I picked out some of the big nuts. And some ice cream.)
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jeffreyab From: jeffreyab Date: April 10th, 2007 03:14 am (UTC) (Link)
One of the fringe benefits of a significant other, a spare family to be with at the holidays.

Happy Easter!
nishar From: nishar Date: April 10th, 2007 03:21 am (UTC) (Link)
I am glad you had a meal with a loving family. And hey, they sort of are your family now. :D
anderale From: anderale Date: April 10th, 2007 03:28 am (UTC) (Link)
Oh no thank you Mrs. Boyfriend's Mom, I don't need any of your homemade brownies, I'm too busy enjoying the delightful taste of my own foot for dessert....

I think we've all had foot for dessert. hahaha. I guess that's how they get to know the real you.
From: writerwench Date: April 10th, 2007 11:26 am (UTC) (Link)
They sound really nice folks! Yeh, I remember doing the only-opening-mouth-to-change-feet thing with a boyfriend's family once... we were out at dinner in a nice Toronto restaurant, and I slipped off my shoes and stretched out to play footsie with boyfriend... only found out afterwards that I'd kinda stretched too far and was touching his MOM'S foot!!!!! AAAAAGHHHHH!!!!!
It became a family joke afterwards, but oh I could have DIED.
johnridley From: johnridley Date: April 10th, 2007 12:38 pm (UTC) (Link)
Ah, don't sweat it. Just remember, EVERYONE is weird, as are their families. Your family only seems normal because you grew up there. Anyone worth knowing, and it sounds like they definitely qualify, realizes that and she almost certainly didn't take offense.

The most boring thing I can imagine would be to have a new person come into the family and have them be exactly like the rest of the family. New people means years of more stories to share at gatherings.
jebra From: jebra Date: April 10th, 2007 12:47 pm (UTC) (Link)
I like to see a faux pas like that every now and then; it's a chance to see how all of the parties react and gives one a chance to see how things are handled. One and all did well, in this situation.

As for the brownie -- did you eat it with ice cream, or separate from it? I ask this because ice cream can make a so-so desert into something special. I.e. store-bought pie is merely "okay," but with a scoop of ice cream on it, the slice is transformed into much yummier dessert. This principle would, it seems, extend to foods-which-one-generally-avoids to make them taste better.

And now, I need to go find some ice cream to put on my oatmeal . . .
johnridley From: johnridley Date: April 10th, 2007 04:20 pm (UTC) (Link)
Good french vanilla ice cream over warm-from-the-oven rhubarb pie. Whether it's better than sex depends on individual various values of pie and sex. For best results, combine the two.

I must admit that I'm somewhat averse to nuts in some things. I'm not a fan of nuts in ice cream. I like to eat nuts, but IMHO that just diminishes both the ice cream and the nuts. I guess I don't mind it in brownies, and I (slightly) prefer chunky peanut butter. The nuts don't stop me from eating the stuff, but I would rather they weren't there. Usually with the ice cream I'll try to get all the nuts out first so that my last few bites can be truly enjoyed. I'm a "leave the best for last" kind of guy.
jebra From: jebra Date: April 12th, 2007 12:34 pm (UTC) (Link)
Good french vanilla ice cream over warm-from-the-oven rhubarb pie.
Curse you, johnridley!

Where am I going to find a rhubarb pie on such short notice!?
renniekins From: renniekins Date: April 25th, 2007 04:40 am (UTC) (Link)
warming it up with ice cream would have been a good solution.... but i was able to pick the nuts out much more easily with the ice cream on the side.
From: bloggingchick Date: April 10th, 2007 09:50 pm (UTC) (Link)
I, too, am not a fan of nuts mixed into other things, especially chocolate, but in brownies I'll eat it if I have to. I would more than likely have said the same thing you did though. Ah well. Now they know how you feel about nuts.
From: (Anonymous) Date: April 23rd, 2007 11:47 pm (UTC) (Link)

Dinner with the F-rents

I too once had that same sort of horrifying mealtime experience with F's parents.

Until very recently, I only ate red meat if it was charred until it had the texture of burnt rubber. The night I ate dinner with the collective F's, they had steak. Steak! Wouldn't you know that they all liked their meat swimming in blood? I tried so very hard to be the polite, good girl my mother raised me to be, but I couldn't choke down any of that meat. The meal dragged on endlessly and became increasingly more uncomfortable. In the end, F and his dad simultaneously stabbed my slab and battled over the yucky thing.

F and I took a meandering trip to 7-11 or some similar establishment, where I ate the equivalent of gas station food, with all the glory of questionable expiration dates.

Ah, the good ol' days!
renniekins From: renniekins Date: April 25th, 2007 04:38 am (UTC) (Link)

Re: Dinner with the F-rents

Hmm, I probably would have asked if i could just grill it a bit more myself.... underdone steak is fixable.
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