I've gotten involved in countless overheard conversations at
Disneyland and world, and it's almost always been appreciated and joyful. I don't see it as eavesdropping; I'm not TRYING to hear conversations but if I have something helpful to say to them I'm going to drop the pretense that we can't all hear each other.
Exactly what I was thinking.
I have many friends who will eat ANYTHING. They know what they are eating (they have usually prepared it) and they will eat it.
I, on the other hand, am philosophical about food. When I was 11 the most favorite food I could list was a big ol' liverwurst sandwich from this one exact place. And then I turned 12 and started thinking...liverwurst? Where the heck is this FROM? Ew, it's ground up LIVER????
Never ate it again. Don't care that I found it tasty; the philosophy of eating organ meats is far too disgusting for my Being to deal with.
My mom used to get veal tortollini. Until I really heard the *veal* part. Stopped eating it. Just about flipped out over mahi mahi, but I was talked down with the explanation that it's "dolphin FISH", not dolphin.
And so on and so forth.
I went from a "good eater" as a kid to a vegetarian by the age of 21, because my philosophies finally honed in on "Molly cannot kill an animal and eat it, therefore she should not have others kill animals for her so she can make her tastebuds happy".
I think it's WRONG to keep information about where a particular item comes from. You guys knew she wouldn't want to eat that particular item, and you knew where the item came from...you kept it from her. Not cool.
I admire people who know exactly where each item on their plate comes from and will happily eat it (though not so much those who eat weird things JUST to eat weird things) over those who don't know or don't want to think about it, and you're keeping your grown daughter in the dark!
My goodness, all you had to do was let her know BEFORE ordering, so she could ask to keep the fish eggs off of the sushi roll.