-
01
AITAH for making a dairy free cake with eggs?
This image is for illustration only, and the subjects are models; the image does not depict the actual subjects of the story.
-
02
-
As all the commenters are saying, this woman is an idiot. If she thinks that dairy pertains to anything that comes from an animal, then she's in for a nasty awakening to realize that meat and dairy are absolutely not the same thing. I hope she learns the truth at some point.
-
03
-
04
-
05
This image is for illustration only, and the subjects are models; the image does not depict the actual subjects of the story.
-
06
-
07
-
08
-
09
-
10
-
11
This image is for illustration only, and the subjects are models; the image does not depict the actual subjects of the story.
-
12
-
13
-
14
-
15
-
16
-
17
-
18
-
19
-
20
-
21
-
22
-
23
Daughter throws a fit after eating a “dairy free” cake with eggs in it during mom’s dinner party, mom blames her friend who made the cake: “In the age of Google it’s mind blowing that [she] doesn’t know eggs aren’t dairy”
Welcome back people of the internet. 2025 is the age of dietary restrictions, dismantled traditions, and gender norms being far from "normal." Everyone is this or that, but you can't ask them about it, even if you really, really want to. It's the time for hush hush, censorship, cancel culture, and blindly accepting that the world is quickly changing.
Speaking of dietary restrictions, when I was growing up, it was impossible not to get an evil sneer for not eating what everyone else was eating. And what everyone else was eating was mayo and ham sandwiches on white and nutritionally-bereft Wonder bread. I was bestowed the weird one, not only for my small size and red hair, but I was born with a severe corn allergy. So basically everything processed (which was the American diet back then) was forbidden for me to eat. I'll never forget the questioning, confused, and judgmental looks from other kids when I whipped out a bag of dates instead of having the birthday cake. These days, it's almost like you're not cool unless you come to school as 10-years-old claiming you're allergic to garlic as of last night. So here's to first world problems, enjoy the story below.