Don't tell me what to eat

For the last 30 years of my life I have been a happy vegetarian. I don't like the texture of meat, I don't like the taste and I am convinced that the human body does not need it.
I am not one of those people that avoid meat because of how chickens and cows are treated....I just don't like it. And my body's responses to my meat free diet confirm my beliefs.
I am also completely content with the fact that you eat meat. Whatever floats your boat.
What I completely dislike are the people that tell me--after I revealed to them that I am vegetarian-- "Well, that's fine. But you should try my barbecued, meat-falls-off-the-bone ribs...they'll change your mind!"
No. It won't. I appreciate your cooking (and barbecueing) prowess, but I don't want to try your ribs. EVER!! No matter how good they are.
At this point my body would probably go into shock if I added meat to my stomach contents.
So please....if you invite me to a cook-out or barbecue...throw some veggies on the grill and I'll be happy. Don't try to convert me. It will be a futile attempt. And a waste of your and my time. But don't get me wrong...I will have a beer with you.Or two. After all...that's just fermented veggies....right?