Real life: I’d rather date a miser than a vegan
Marit (29) from Amsterdam works in marketing, but above all she’s just a down-to-earth woman who has no time for all those crazy trends. And one of those trends is veganism. Marit: ‘I’m just going to say it: I’d rather date a miser than a vegan. I’m definitely not a carnivore who eats meat all day, but if I fancy something, I want to be able to enjoy it without my date saying: “You can’t eat that.”‘
‘Yes, the miser is stingy. Yes, he disappears when the bill arrives. But at least he doesn’t make a drama out of my food choices. And that’s quite a relief.
“Oh, you’re having honey? How can you do such a thing?”
Let’s be honest: being vegan is a full-time job. And as far as I’m concerned, not the most enjoyable one—I know from experience, because I tried it: a relationship with a vegan. Reading labels every day as if they were the script of a bad movie, always having to hope you choose the right product, and then having to put up with the moralizing lectures on top of that. “Oh, you’re having honey? How can you do such a thing? Do you realize this is animal suffering?” No, I didn’t, but you can imagine that I don’t feel like having to justify everything I put in my mouth.
I’d rather pay for both my coffee and his, and for a frikandel, than be with someone who looks at me as if I’m committing something terrible just by ordering one.
Vegan food? More junk than a frikandel
And don’t tell me that vegan food is inherently healthy. Seriously, those vegan burgers are packed with applied magic in the form of additives I can’t even pronounce. You have no idea how many “plant-based” products are actually full of junk. I’m absolutely not against vegan food, but if it means having to endure a moral judgment every time or pay for vegan “alternatives” that are barely healthier, let alone tastier, then I’d rather be with someone who understands that a piece of cheese is simply delicious.
The miser: stingy, but easygoing
I’ve been dating a miser recently, and I admit: the miser isn’t perfect either. He’s stingy, yes. He always orders the cheapest wine, likes to split the bill—you know the type. But you know what you’re getting with a miser. Nothing for free, but he doesn’t make a drama out of anything either. No nagging about responsible choices. The miser simply keeps his mouth shut, orders a cheap pizza and says, “Tasty, right?” And honestly, I can get behind that.
Not constantly focused on ‘sustainable choices’
The miser doesn’t ask you to be vegan, change or constantly make you feel like you’re doing something wrong. That’s refreshing. He may not be the most romantic, but at least he isn’t constantly focused on his ‘sustainable choices’. My friend said recently: “Marit, surely you need more in a relationship than a closed wallet?”. True. But for now, I just want good company without having to justify my lifestyle every time.
Why I choose the miser
So yes, I choose the miser. The miser won’t judge you, start philosophical conversations about the planet or make you spend hours in the supermarket because he has to scan the ingredients list of every vegan product. The miser keeps things simple. And that’s precisely what makes him… okay. Not perfect, but almost perfect if you simply want to eat without any fuss. And sometimes, that’s all you need.’
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Marit’s name has been changed for privacy reasons. Her real name is known to the editorial team.
