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Hungry/Cranky
Jul. 21st, 2010 10:34 amA week without wheat or oats has done good things for my various immune responses, such that I am reasonably sure that I'm allergic to them (the proteins are very similar so generally if you're allergic to one you're also allergic to the other). I'll probably follow up with a skin test but for now I'm doing 100% avoidance. In about 3 weeks I'll try 80% avoidance and see how that goes...that's my normal mode for most of my no-fly-foods list. The only things I have to avoid 100% are mango, because it appears to give me anaphlaxys, and chocolate, because when I have a piece of chocolate it is a lot like that scene in Trainspotting where Ewan MacGregor, fresh and clean from rehab, takes heroin again. I cannot only have chocolate 20% of the time, basically, so I have it never.
Anyway, I haven't had any real trouble finding good things to eat this week, since I already have to (80%) avoid cheese, milk, and eggs, which means I don't eat a lot of sandwiches or pasta or whatever anyway. Chicken, guacamole, corn, and a lot of tortilla chips have kept me happy most evenings, alternating with Chinese takeout. And soup or salad are fine for lunch...mostly. However, I am from a culture and tradition that values heavy, stick-to-your-ribs meals, and it appears that if I don't have one of those occasionally--once a week, at a minimum, apparently--I become cranky. Very cranky. (Particularly given the lack of good breakfast-in-the-car options--I've been eating freeze-dried apple chips, cashews, that sort of thing, in the mornings. Adequate but not carb-y. )
So today for lunch I will seek out the traditional foodways of my people, and hie me to the Irish pub up the street and have me some goddamn Shepherd's pie, goddamn it. Thank God I can still eat potatoes. Why isn't it lunchtime yet!?
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Post lunch, ETA: I am SO much happier after a nice Shepherd's pie, ahhh. Hooray for Fado!
Anyway, I haven't had any real trouble finding good things to eat this week, since I already have to (80%) avoid cheese, milk, and eggs, which means I don't eat a lot of sandwiches or pasta or whatever anyway. Chicken, guacamole, corn, and a lot of tortilla chips have kept me happy most evenings, alternating with Chinese takeout. And soup or salad are fine for lunch...mostly. However, I am from a culture and tradition that values heavy, stick-to-your-ribs meals, and it appears that if I don't have one of those occasionally--once a week, at a minimum, apparently--I become cranky. Very cranky. (Particularly given the lack of good breakfast-in-the-car options--I've been eating freeze-dried apple chips, cashews, that sort of thing, in the mornings. Adequate but not carb-y. )
So today for lunch I will seek out the traditional foodways of my people, and hie me to the Irish pub up the street and have me some goddamn Shepherd's pie, goddamn it. Thank God I can still eat potatoes. Why isn't it lunchtime yet!?
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Post lunch, ETA: I am SO much happier after a nice Shepherd's pie, ahhh. Hooray for Fado!
