Well I didn't, and here's the deal. Two lovely people made dinner for me and three other women, all the while explaining what they were doing and what that brown gloppy stuff was. And then we all sat down to dinner, at which point the hostess turned to me and said "so Susan, how long have you been vegan?" And I was so sad because I was starving and the food looked delicious and I thought for sure I was going to be asked to leave.
So I kept my mouth too full to answer questions politely.
Really, I took the class in the same spirit I would take an Italian cooking class or a sushi class. I wanted to know what some of the ingredients were and how to use them. I needed some new recipes. And I wanted a night off. Okay there, I've said it. I don't give two hoots about going macrobiotic I just wanted a few hours of relative peace. Is it so much to ask?
And then the very next day my nephew arrived and I sort of forgot about everything. On the way home from the airport he plugged his iPod into my car stereo and made me listen to the original Broadway cast sing "All Shook Up." He prefaced this action by saying, "I know how you hate musical theater, but...." And as we were driving I realized that not only were we listening to a Broadway soundtrack but oh for the love of all things holy, it was looping. Which made me think, if you can make me listen to musicals, I can make you eat eggplant.
Eggplant, as it turns out, is not macrobiotic. It is a deadly nightshade. Lucky for me, I too am not macrobiotic - and I will find a way to sneak eggplant into a meal and get my nephew to eat it.
The eating thing has gone much better this year. Partially because I haven't served lentils, and partially because he likes sushi now. Oh yes I still threaten him with sprouted spelt, but the thrill is wearing off because he doesn't turn the same shade of green he did when he first started sitting down to meals here.
Here are some things we've done which I may or may not remember to tell you about at some point:
- We went to a bay beach, where I got sunburned.
- We went to an ocean beach, see above.
- We went to see Brad Garrett, who I had never heard of because according to my nephew I am Amish.
- We went to see a play at WHAT for Kids (Wellfleet Harbor Actors Theater), which turned out to be, you guessed it, a musical
- We went bumper boating and trampolining
- We discussed music for about three minutes before discovering that he had never heard of anything I listen to and I'd never heard of anything he listens to