2894. Distasteful food © Bruce Goodman 4 November 2023

The Blackmores seem to be the rudest creatures in the cosmos. I wouldn’t be at all surprised if it turned out that Blackmore was merely a pseudonym. I had invited Hilda and Harry Blackmore to dinner. They accepted and then they got up and left the minute I served the first course. I had spent all day preparing the meal, and they stormed out. These days one has to be culturally sensitive . No good serving strawberries and cream to a vegan. Some cultures have deep-seated aversions to some foods, and some people are allergic to this, that, and the other. I had asked the Blackmores if there was anything they didn’t eat, and they furnished me with a list. I had to skirt around a list as long as my arm to satisfy their dietary needs, but I believe I achieved it. But anyway, who cares? They upped and left the minute I served the first course. I still can’t believe it. How rude. These days with all this interplanetary travel going on, I usually avoid inviting space aliens who rely on photosynthesis for nourishment. I made an exception for the Blackmores from whatever-the-name-of-their-planet-is. That was a big mistake. They might be some sort of intelligent extra-terrestrial trees being sustained via photosynthesis but I wasn’t expecting them to get up and run out the minute I served a salad. Contact Author Back to Index Next Story Previous Story