Sorry to moan, but I need to vent a bit. Every time I feed my father (86, Alzheimer's, vascular dementia, prostate cancer, still rather with it, but drinking far too much) anything that isn't fillet steak, poached salmon or chicken - he says 'it's tough' - which it most definitely isn't, as I'm eating the same thing at the same time, and can tell! We just had two beautiful venison steaks - cooked rare - knife slid through them - but oh no 'it's tough' is what he said. I could scream - but I smiled, and finished off his 'inedible' meat whilst he spooned down (oh yes, he was trying to cut his steak with a spoon, despite having a knife and fork) the mash and peas and sauce.
Part of me is laughing, part of me is frustrated, part of me is pissed off - and then the sensible part of me resigns herself to living off the aforementioned fillet steak, salmon and chicken for the foreseeable future. This is a ridiculous moan, I know, many people would kill for a fillet steak. There are a lot of things I can do with chicken and/or salmon. I can't expect Dad to be able to express himself in a better way - I think 'tough' is a euphemism for 'not keen on that' - but I just needed a virtual shout about it, and to remind myself not to expect him to be reasonable. Posting here is better than banging my head on my desk :)
Gawd knows what he'll think of the turkey...