I don’t usually watch television but I needed to numb my brain this evening. I was channel-surfing when I came across “Housewives of Lorne Park.” My first reaction was “It can’t be.” So, I watched. And indeed, it was a show about housewives of Lorne Park, a rich neighbourhood of Mississauga, my city.
As any episode of Housewives should, it included some behind-her-back talk. One of the housewives, the only vegetarian in the group, was throwing a dinner party. A massive pre-occupation broke out in the group. Would there be meat at the party? Pro-meat arguments were made: Husbands would threaten not come if there wasn’t. Shouldn’t hosts accommodate their guests? The hostess, who used to be a meat-eater, knows what meat looks and smells like, she should serve it at her party.
Seriously? Yup. I’m positive that all these housewives have meat-stocked fridges and freezers in their million dollar homes. One meal without meat isn’t going to hurt any of them. They can grill a steak when they get home from the party.
Like these women, I have been guilty of criticizing my hosts: “The music was lousy,” “The guests were boring,” “The food was bad,” etc. However, I don’t remember ever threatening to avoid a friend’s party because, hey, I made it on the guest list. Isn’t that enough? So what if she serves cheap wine or his idea of a good time is playing Go Fish? Somebody likes me enough to want me over to their home. And if I like them, I will accept the invitation. So what if I have to take off my shoes at the door or pray before I can eat or go smoke ten feet away from their house? It’s their home and while I’m there, I have to respect the way they live.
So what do you think it takes to be a good host? To what extent should you accommodate a guest? Should this vegetarian serve meat against her beliefs?