My ex's Mom is a vegetarian (who also doesn't believe in using GMOs or a microwave) and her Dad has celiac and legitimately can't do gluten.
I hate trying to cook for them, and I REALLY hate it when they cook for me. Her Dad made these "dessert" balls that are made from flax seed and sadness the first time we met and I pretended to like them to be polite. Now he always makes me a bunch of them and I have to choke them down with a smile. I'll bee seeing them Friday and know I get to look forward to chomping on birdseed.