what would a german do

Weekend brunch used to be my favorite meal, but there is nothing that can compare to a real American breakfast here.  I mean, only buttermilk or blueberry pancakes?  Omelets with spinach, cheese, or mushrooms?  Where is my fennel, Italian sausage, and Fontina omelet?  Where are my lemon ricotta pancakes?  Where is my bottomless coffee?  Despite the challenges, the German and I still take our Sunday paper out for some eggs every now and then.  Of course, my breakfast reading material is limited to the Style, Travel, and Culture sections, plus fashion magazines with more proper nouns than regular.

However, yesterday I discovered the Glamour magazine can still be funny.  In the “Is it okay….” section, where they ask scintillating questions about the appropriateness of big handbags, tights/hose with open-toed shoes, and so forth, they also had a question that read:

Is it okay to leave your meat on your plate when your hostess has forgotten that you are vegetarian?

Reply:

52% – NO

48% – YES

Why does it not surprise me that more than 50% of Germans think being vegetarian is like not liking Camembert and one should just eat it to be polite?  Maybe I should be surprised that it wasn’t higher.