Oh, good a chance to vent!
My father is so living in the middle of the last century! Big get-together at his place Xmas eve, and I got there kind of early. He asked me oh-so-politely to nurse DD in private during the get together. I protested, pointing out that when the place got crowded with my stepmom's relatives there would be no empty rooms, and we got into an argument which ended with him growling "my house, my rules". I almost got up and left then and there. I challenged him to name one person besides himself who was uncomfortable enough that they'd said something about it, and he just told me not to ask him any questions and do as I was told.

I didn't nurse DD all evening. I kept diverting her with food or sips of water. The only exception was in the front bedroom before everyone arrived, she fell off the (high) bed and hurt herself and I nursed her right there in the bedroom, which is what I would have done anyway.
And yet there was a cousin there with a 4 month old who bottle-fed, and the baby was already on CEREAL! And his father made a comment about how much he liked STRAWBERRY CRUSH from Sonic. These people's parenting is acceptable, but mine isn't. It makes me want to scream!!!
But I was a good girl and didn't say a word. I am such a wuss.