A woman invites her friend and their family over for dinner and prepares chicken parm and chocolate cake. The friend’s daughter doesn’t like the food, and the situation escalates when the friend demands an apology and asks for a new meal to be made, resulting in the host kicking them out and questioning if she overreacted.
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I (30F) am friends with a couple, Mike and Sandra (35M and 38F), and I invited them and their child Charlie (9F) over for dinner. Before they came over, I texted them to find out if any of them had any food sensitivities, allergies, needs, etc. The wife said there was nothing I needed to worry about.
I decided on something a bit kid friendly while still feeling like I was cooking for adults, so I settled on chicken parm with some chocolate cake for dessert. I figured it was like chicken nuggets mixed with pizza, which kids would like. It turned out really well for someone who’s just started cooking like me. My friends were telling me that it was good, and maybe they were just being polite, but they ate everything. Charlie poked at her meal the entire time we were eating, and I’m not sure she ate any of it. After we were done, I brought out the chocolate cake. Charlie ate a tiny bite and immediately started bawling. Sandra asked her what was wrong, and she cried that she didn’t like chocolate. Sandra continued to comfort her daughter while Mike and I awkwardly ate dessert.
A couple of minutes pass and I notice Sandra is glaring at me. I hesitantly asked her if I could help her with Charlie. I’m not good with kids, which she knows, but I wasn’t sure what else to do. She huffed and asked, “Is there anything you’d like to say to Charlie?” It took me a second to realize that she wanted an apology for her kid not eating my food. I thought it might help cheer Charlie up, so I said I was sorry that she didn’t like my food. Charlie started crying harder, and her mom asked me if I had anything she would like instead. I drew the line there. I told her that I wasn’t going to cook anything else, and that if I didn’t like what my mom made me as a kid, I would go to bed hungry. Mike is just silently eating his cake while Sandra tried to convince me to make something else for Charlie to eat.
I stood up from the table and asked Mike if he would like me to wrap up his cake for him to take home because the rest of his family was apparently not having a good time. I suggested that Sandra could go home and make something for Charlie to eat. Sandra scoffed at me and said something about how I was cooking tonight and she thought she could have taken the night off. I knew I was about to say something I really regretted, so I slammed my plate on the table and told her to get out. Mike seemed genuinely embarrassed as they left. I haven’t spoken to any of them since, and now I’m thinking I overreacted by kicking them out of my house.
Did I overreact ?
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