Snide Salad

As she stretched out to retrieve my plate, the server noticed untouched food in the corner and asked “Why didn’t you finish your vegetables?”

Caught off guard, I fumbled and said, “I don’t like them,” which was not entirely true. I didn’t like these particular ones but I was too embarrassed to admit it for fear I might offend her.  

“But you ordered the vegetarian meal,” she replied, feigning horror.

I’ve never known meat eaters to have the same standards imposed on them. Someone who enjoys chicken may not necessarily be open to pork. It’s hardly news that vegetarians don’t enjoy all vegetables equally. But of course I didn’t say that. Instead I said, “I ordered this dish for the main event, not the sides.” 

Still unsatisfied, she replied, “Do you know how many people are starving in this world?”

I felt a synchrony of raised eyebrows around the table, the moment she finished the question. 

I am aware that millions go to bed hungry. But I am equally aware that the main causes of world hunger are primarily poverty, inequity, and institutional failures. In fact, thanks to centuries of food innovation and agricultural science, the world we live in today is actually capable of feeding every person that lives on the planet. Whether an individual chooses to finish their side salad has no bearing on these facts. 

If an establishment is concerned about wastage (which is valid) then maybe it would serve to make better, more thoughtful, innovative side salads. Otherwise, it just feels like an excuse to fill the plate. 

But again, I did not say this. Someone interrupted before I got a chance to respond and I was honestly relieved I didn’t have to deliver Sunday sermon.