Last night we had a family Valentine's dinner. There are different types of diets in my family, and everyone is fine with everyone else's. (That is, after years of getting crap for my going vegetarian a few years back.) In the present, however, bunches of jokes are made, but all in good cheer, and we all exchange tips and likings. There are people who eat mostly meat and no carbs, there are those who eat anything without asking, there are those who say they're vegetarian most of the time (please decipher that), etc.
Right now there is another person in my family who is going green. He really has the intention, yet he's not so immersed in all that it entails. I answer whatever he asks, but I don't go beyond that. These things are very personal, and no two people have to walk the same path. So it was interesting to watch him discard a serving of eggplant, after finding out it had meat in the recipe, yet swallowing other things made with seafood and then dessert filled with eggs. But, for him, he was being a vegetarian, and a proud one at that.
Personally I basically served myself some raw leaves, and lightly cooked veggies and bread. Oh, and some delicious crackers. No dessert. And that was OK. My cousin filled her plate with every option of meat, and then cake, in the buffet, and that was OK. No one has to be anyone else but themselves.
I have my reasons for my choices. They have their reasons for theirs. Everyone is free to choose. Dinner with my family was cool.