The thing is, I don't try to conceal what I use (like I used to with said ex). I never do anymore.
I also eat anything that is put in front of me. I don't particularly like steak or minced meat or putting large amounts of cheese on random food. I'll still eat it. And cook it (which I never did in the past, for no one).
I used to be vegetarian (because my brother is and he's awesome), I've quit that because I lived in a ******* orphanage and the kids were choosing all the food and no one in that bloody house liked anything but fried chicken and pasta with onions and stuff like that. And there was no choice, we took turns choosing and then ate what was on the table, or lived off cereal. There was a period of time where I didn't eat anything but I got over it.
Okay, right, I'm used to it, and maybe it's petty of me to expect the same from others but really, it's not like I just give him vegetables every day or anything, and I'm actually making them separately whenever it's possible now. It's just awful to pick out stuff from your food, I mean, when I was little we couldn't choose what they had at the store and just ate whatever was available. And then when I grew up, we ate whatever was past its date at our own store.