SJ thanks it's just so annoying.

Plus for one of the medicines I'm takking I'm supposed to be taking Vitamin C or drinking Cranberry juice, but those are big no nos with the IC stuff.

From what I'm reading cranberry juice is worse that maybe the vitamin C supplement.

There's an elimination diet, and of course pretty much everything I just bought at the grocery store is either on the AVOID list or the MAYBE AVOID list.

These stories are why I dislike Canadians. They are so vehemently anti being thought of as American. Yes, I understand that some of us are dicks, but then so are you.

I'm really curious what they serve in McD's in India, where cows are sacred.

The fries are vegetarian (no beef tallow), the burgers are made with lamb. The lamb Big Mac is called a Maharajah Mac. And the soda portions are a LOT smaller - a large in Delhi is what we'd call child size here in the States. Other than that, pretty much the same.

There's an awesome burger place in London that my BiL took us too when we visited a few years back, but I can't remember what neighborhood it was in or what it was called. But the burgers were really amazingly good.

Most of the best burgers I've had in NYC have been in Irish pubs. Go figure. (Though Burger Joint is still my favorite.)

The most I've ever eaten McD's in my life was during Peace Corps. Moldova is not known for its cuisine, street food was unsafe, and foreign food was too pricy on our stipend. Plus the comfort aspect. It was only in the capital, so I still didn't have it that often.

(And honestly, I can kind of understand wanting a Starbucks in Europe depending on how long they'd been there. After two weeks of fantastic espresso in Paris, I was more than ready to drink a CUP OF COFFEE again. Like, more than two ounces at a time.)

In Israel, some McDonald's locations are kosher, and some aren't. The kosher ones have blue and white signs instead of the usual red and yellow.

Which I thought was mutton-based, but that article claims it's chicken.

Huh. I've eaten one, and it was definitely not chicken. Of course, I was last in India in 1999 so maybe they changed it.

Oh, Nora! One of your blog posts made me choke and tear up with homesickness. The part about the humidity being like a hug and reveling in it. I miss that so much!

The part about the humidity being like a hug and reveling in it. I miss that so much!

Huh. To me, humidity is like a slap in the face that's trying to drive me to the ground. But I have been in the desert for 25 years. Longer than I was in humid Pennsylvania.

Speaking of food, I got my first local tomatoes of the season in this week's CSA. So tonight dinner was sliced tomatoes on toast, with mayo. Simple and completely yummy.