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Don't judge my taste-buds

People will always judge others on their eating habits.

Melissa and I went to a Japanese Hibachi grill for our anniversary dinner in December. That's where someone cooks food on a grill right in front of you and serves it onto your plate. It was a lot of fun. But shortly after we sat down, 4 other adults were seated at our table. It certainly is different dining with strangers. You feel they are judging your eating habits.

Example 1: Our little Japanese cook tossed broccoli off the griddle into our mouths, at least it was supposed to go into our mouths. The first one he threw was to me. I didn't realize what was happening until the food was going through the air. I didn't catch it. He tried again. I still didn't catch it.
Then he moved onto Melissa, she was able to catch hers pretty quickly. Then came the judgement: the Japanese cook said "She better than you." Yes. I'm aware of that. Everyone is aware that she's better than me.

Example 2: It is currently citrus season. Melissa's been enjoying her oranges. But I've taken a liking to mandarins/clementines. I eat one at lunch, and another as a snack during the day. So often there is one just sitting on my desk. I often catch people just staring at it. You can see the judgement in their eyes "Why is a grown man eating a midget orange?" I could live with the staring of others though. But now the clementines are starting to mock me. The most recent one had a sticker that said "Cuties are for kids!" It may as well have said "You look as ridiculous as a man eating a happy meal by himself at McDonald's."

I started to realize there is a lot of food that I enjoy eating which is considered children's food: Kix, Nilla Wafers, fruit snacks, juice boxes - Now I know how the Silly Trix Rabbit feels. (But I side more with Dwight Schrute)

I guess that's just the way it is. But no one knows what it's like to be judge for your eating habits as John Pinette does. Have a listen:

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