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This is an I-Heart podcast. Guaranteed Human. My father is a picky eater and it might ruin my birthday.

Ah, picky eaters ruin everything.

I, 28 female, am going out for a birthday dinner on Sunday with my family.

And I was told to pick a restaurant I wanted to go to.

There's this amazing Japanese restaurant that I love going to, so I told my mother 63 female, I'd love to go there.

My mother pretty much shut it down immediately because she knows my father. 64 male won't eat anything there. By the way, this comes from a deleted user. And if you want to submit your own stories, go to the R slash O K Storytime SubRidate. I'm Dakota. I'm Angie. And we are here to give good advice, goofily, or maybe not, because we don't know everything. Hello,

we only know some things. So let us know with the things that you know in the comments.

O.P. says, my father is your typical Appalachian American, a boomer man who loves his

casseroles, meat and potatoes, no frills, no spice, no seasoning, except salt and pepper meals.

The man won't even do garlic and food. He doesn't really

do anything ethnic, except for Tex-Mex and Chinese takeaway, where he always gets the same two

dishes, Mugugai Pan or Chori Poyo. I told my mother that I'm not willing to pick a different

place as this happens every year, and I feel like my birthday dinner should be about what I want

rather than what my father wants. Otherwise, there's no point in pretending we're celebrating my birthday.

My mother understood my point, but her frustration comes from feeling like I'm intentionally being

stubborn and leaving my father out, which isn't true. If I wanted to leave him out, I would have

just not invited him.

I told her that there's no reason he can't compromise just this once and either get some plain

rice, a tunkatsu cutlet, or terriaki chicken, or even just eat before or after, like most people

who tend to be on the picky side. She offered to just cook a meal at their house for everyone,

which I declined, because I know

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