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Tropical Heaven in a Bowl

He pulled over into an open spot in the parking lot. As we walked in I noticed a man glance at me. He was getting a soda, and I realized it's because I was in his way. Oops.
I walked up to the counter and ordered a Greek salad with a bowl of fruit. This place's fruits are the best in the world. So fresh, and always full of flavor. I refuse to get fruit anywhere else.
Ethan then ordered bowl of Greek yogurt with oats. It's all he ever gets, he's not familiar with vegan food. For him it's like when you go to a new restaurant and don't know any of the fancy food, so you resort to chicken nuggets and fries to be safe. I used to do that, until I saw a slaughter house. It changes everything.
I don't push my vegan beliefs on anyone though. I know there are vegans that don't allow people they're with to eat meat, but I'm just not like that. I give information about what happens to animals in slaughter houses and things of that nature if people ask, but if you eat meat, fine. As I said earlier, it's nice to have someone that still respects you even though they don't support everything you do.
"Booth or table?" Ethan asked me.
"Guess." I said as I shot him a "don't even act like you don't know this" look.
I always have us get a booth because... Why not? We then sat down and he started to mix his oats around in the yogurt. I automatically devoured the tropical heaven in a bowl. Pineapples, oranges, grapes, banana slices, strawberry dices, so good!