whenever i go to the kind of restaurant where the server wants to tell me about the specials, i have the teeniest urge to stop him/her. i know they won’t be vegan, i know i’m not going to order any of them, and it seems like a waste to go through the motions when i’m just going to smile wanly and try not to flinch if (god forbid) the specials include descriptions of things that really gross me out.
this urge to stop the server mid-spiel is often tempered by my desire to be polite, and so i sit and listen. in truth, i am also hesistant to stop them because i’m usually eating with someone else–typically my husband. he’s not veg*n (and neither are most of my other dining companions) so it’s possible he might want one of the specials anyway. we’re not really an "order the special" kind of couple, but on rare occasions he has done so, and that’s at the back of my mind.
there is really no point to my story and there’s no easy solution… i guess all i’m saying is that it would be fun if i could just put a little sign above my head that said "vegan. probably doesn’t want to hear about the veal."