I went to dinner with my sister's family a couple weekends ago; we went to a very nice restaurant that had absolutely zero vegan dinners on the menu. It's not surprising, the more I go out to eat the more I see how limited the menu selection is for a vegan. Their are of course restaurants who cater specifically to vegetarians, but they aren't the sort my meat eating family cared to visit for dinner. But seeing how this specific restaurant was vying for "best in town" I assumed an inquiry with the chef about vegan options would end with something tasty to choose from.
My options from a chef who should be trying to impress his clientele?
Salad with lemon squeezed on top.
Clever. But here's is the funniest part, after my sister and I came up with our own menu choice made of one of the pasta's offered with a tomato base (minus the parmesan and meat option of course), I sat enjoying the very tasty meal (regardless of the chef's lack of imagination who wanted to feed me lettuce with lemon *at least he offered fresh squeezed* ... I digress), when my little 6 year old niece leans over with her mini bacon and cheese hamburger and shows it to me asking,
"Mmm, doesn't that look so good!?"
Oh ... man did it!
Crazy little girl didn't have a clue that she was torturing me.
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