Nor Do I Eat the Woolly Lunch In Its Lair
Exchange with the woman who brought me breakfast this am at St Lukes (minor heart procedure, I am fine):
Me: Do you have any soymilk?
Her: (Considers this a minute) no. Don't you want breakfast?
Me: Yes, but I'm a vegan. No milk.
Her: What's a vegan?
Me: I don't eat any sort of animal products.
Her: You mean you don't eat breakfast?
Comments
You should move to Canada. Since our tax dollars pay for the hospitals, we get to stipulate outrageous conditions such as: know common dietary restrictions and have alternatives available. Outlandish, huh?
Posted by: jamese | May 15, 2002 2:25 PM
God, that sounds great. Fortunately, my lovely family had brought me some fresh fruit the night before and a bit of cereal just in case this happened (my wife said, "but they must have soymilk, this is New York!"), so I was able to make do.
Posted by: jbm | May 15, 2002 2:44 PM