This is a dig at picky eaters, NOT people with an actual medical condition.
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I can’t stop laughing about this which, ironically, is becoming really irritating to everyone in the newsroom…
Then my work is done!
I don’t know how many times I’ve been out with people with really picky eating habits…and THEY picked the restaurant.
Had one pair of friends—a couple, egad—who decided we should eat Italian and then announced they couldn’t eat onions. Almost got up and left the restaurant. In hindsight (ha), I wish I had.
Yikes!
I would’ve made a point to order something with extra onions. Especially if we were sharing a car for the ride home…