Good-Hearted Omnis, pt. 2


One of the things I realized that I left out of my previous post about holiday eating is how touched I was by the people that made it a point to make sure I had something to eat beyond what I brought. My mom’s cousin Bonnie made a separate batch of mashed potatoes for me at Wigilia (using Earth Balance and soy milk) and even commented on how she couldn’t tell the difference between them and the “regular” mashed potatoes when she tried them. Nick, who’s a college sophomore and has a vegan roommate, even made sure that Bonnie washed the butter off of the beaters before making my potatoes (though I probably wouldn’t have tripped out too about that, it was a really nice gesture and shows that he’s really conscientious).

And then there’s my dad, who told me, “I hope you don’t expect me to make a separate batch of Christmas cookies for you!” I didn’t, but he did. In a blind taste test, my mom chose the Earth Balance butter cookies as being more buttery than the regular ones! Nice.

I always try to make it a point that I don’t expect to be catered to and that I’m more than happy to bring a dish to a gathering, but I still get the warm fuzzies when someone goes out of their way for me. The same thing goes for friends that order veg when we go out even though they’re more than welcome to order whatever they want. Good people, man, good people.

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