At the kids’ gym Klara is playing kitchen and loudly narrating her actions: “I put ketchup and relish on my hamburger and put it in the microwave. I heat it up! I put sugar on it! I eating my food!”
All of the mommies give me horrified looks. We don’t feed Klara microwaved hamburgers and we have no ketchup in the house but I feel annoyed by this food-related self-righteousness. There is absolutely nothing wrong with an occasional hamburger or ketchup. Nobody in that gym looked like they survive on steamed broccoli, to put it very mildly. It bores me when people fake completely unrealistic self-righteousness about food.