Diet Rehab: The Family Meal

I did it readers. I invited my carniverous parents over for a vegan lunch. As soon as they arrived, I could sense their trepidation. Mind you, I was also pretty nervous; I was terribly worried that they would not enjoy what I had prepared.  They smiled at me and said ‘hello’, but they kept looking through to the kitchen. And then there’s my dad.  My dad has a keen sense of smell–so acute that I think it may be abnormal.  I noticed that as he removed his jacket, he put his nose in the air and sniffed–ever so slightly. I knew that he was trying to figure out what I was cooking–sniffing for something familiar.

For an appetizer, I made hummus and served it with fresh vegetables and rye crackers.  Next, there was a choice of two soups–either Red Lentil Lemon or Carrot-Ginger–they brought and organic and locally made loaf of bread made from potato flour.  I’m pleased to say that the lunch was a success. My parents loved the hummus and they were full of compliments for Meghan’s recipes.  I think the meal put them at ease about me eating me during my Christmas holiday.

It means a lot to have the support of family and friends and in hindsight I think I may have been a little hard on them.  I automatically assumed they would be judgmental and difficult about the changes I have made.

As if it couldn’t get any better, my dad gave me an early Xmas present: a food processor so that it’s easier for me to chop all of my vegetables and make more of Meghan’s magnificent meals.