When I paid for a beach vacation for my boyfriend’s family, I expected fun and bonding. His mom welcomed me warmly — until she had my dinner plate taken away without asking.
“We don’t eat meat in this family,” she announced. That’s when I decided to cook up the ultimate revenge.
The Perfect Family… Or So I Thought
My boyfriend Jake always described his family as close-knit and loving.
“We’re always there for each other,” he’d say, describing endless game nights and inside jokes.
When we got serious, I wanted to show them how much I cared.
“What if I treated everyone to a beach vacation?” I suggested to Jake one day over coffee.
His face lit up with joy. My mom, a chef at a luxury resort, helped me arrange everything at a good price. I covered most of the cost.
The Surprise Rule
Jake’s mom, Kathy, cried on the phone when I told her about the trip. “You’re already like family,” she said.
But once we arrived at the resort, something felt off.
On our first night, I filled my plate with shrimp, ribs, and chicken skewers. While I grabbed drinks, Kathy had the waiter remove all the meat.
When I asked what happened, she smiled sweetly and said, “We don’t eat meat here, and neither will you — not in front of Sylvia.”
I was shocked. Jake didn’t defend me. He just said, “Maybe try it? For peace.”
That’s when I realized he wouldn’t stand up for me. So I decided to stand up for myself — in my own way.
My Sweet Revenge
I started watching Kathy closely. I noticed she had a massive sweet tooth. She hoarded desserts like a squirrel, taking extra cookies and stacking cakes on her plate.
I called my mom and explained my plan. She understood right away.
The next night, Kathy tried to get her usual desserts. But the staff told her each time, “Sorry, reserved for another group,” or “The machine is under maintenance.”
By the third day, Kathy was spiraling. She accused waiters of hiding tiramisu and complained loudly at breakfast.
Finally, I leaned in with a smile and said, “Oh, Kathy, I just don’t want Sylvia to see you eating all that sugar. It’s basically poison. You understand, right?”
Her face turned white.
The Turning Point
Everyone went silent. Sylvia giggled into her napkin, and even Jake didn’t say a word.
That night, I filled my plate with all the meat I wanted. Kathy stayed silent, staring at her salad.
Before dessert, she softly said, “I’m sorry.”
I nodded. “That’s all I wanted.”
A Real Family Moment
By the end of the trip, I realized respect goes both ways. I had finally earned my place — not by paying for a vacation or giving in, but by standing up for myself.