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However, as we left the restaurant, I overhead the guy whisper to his American beau something along these lines: Did you notice that the restaurant was not halal? They served beer at the other table. I wish I had known beforehand. Why didn’t you ask?
I pretended not to have overheard. Good thing I didn’t too because I might have responded poorly had I been asked. Mixed feelings were swirling within me. On the one hand, I felt somewhat guilty that we hadn’t been careful to ensure a halal place. But like him, it didn’t really occur to us to ask, since it served Middle-Eastern food. On the other hand, I felt imposed upon. We had agreed in advance and had informed the American who offered no objection. We had made a reservation. We didn’t know the boyfriend was tagging along. Were we expected to shred our plans on his say-so? Added to that, I felt resentful that I was feeling partly guilty. Why should I be feeling that way?
- http://yawningbread.wordpress.com/2012/01/01/starting-the-new-year-with-race-and-religion/
I pretended not to have overheard. Good thing I didn’t too because I might have responded poorly had I been asked. Mixed feelings were swirling within me. On the one hand, I felt somewhat guilty that we hadn’t been careful to ensure a halal place. But like him, it didn’t really occur to us to ask, since it served Middle-Eastern food. On the other hand, I felt imposed upon. We had agreed in advance and had informed the American who offered no objection. We had made a reservation. We didn’t know the boyfriend was tagging along. Were we expected to shred our plans on his say-so? Added to that, I felt resentful that I was feeling partly guilty. Why should I be feeling that way?
- http://yawningbread.wordpress.com/2012/01/01/starting-the-new-year-with-race-and-religion/