There’s a lot of misunderstandings around food, especially in some cultures. Cooking for loved ones is a way of expressing love. My family enjoys my cooking, but when I became diabetic I changed the way I cook to not exacerbate that condition. Most of the family respects that and still eat my food, which is healthier for them as well. It’s still tasty, just less sugar, salt, fewer carbs.
But my youngest sister, and her daughter, will go out and get McDonald’s when I’ve cooked. My sister has actually said, "we’re not diabetic—we shouldn’t have to be punished."
I gently reminded her that I wasn’t always diabetic, either. 😳
But there’s nothing to be said. I once showed my niece how I have to test my blood several times a day, and a friend of mine showed her how he has to inject insulin. None of which is fun. She was respectful, but once she got back home, I dunno… 🙁