I find this to be a real pain in the ass. I used to host dinner parties, but everyone has such specific food needs now, it’s too much trouble.
It’s a shame, though. There’s something to be said for the social aspect of eating.
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These are the same picky eaters I knew when I was a kid–whatever my mom put on the table, it was icky. For the record, my mom was a pretty decent cook.
Now they pretty it up with oh so many conditions, restrictions, and syndromes, but the result is still the same. They remain special little snowflake babies who couldn’t possibly eat that, because it’s icky. Oh, and aren’t they just a little bit morally superior to you, who DOES eat that?