He can't deal with nitrites, which means that unless he knows for sure, he can't have bacon, sausage, or ham. Brunch can sometimes be a very sad meal for him.
That's sad. I can at least handle bacon-level of nitrites, although I try and only buy the nitrite-free stuff for home. However, somewhere I read there's not really any such thing. What's marketed as nitrite-free just means none have been added specifically.
I'm home! Juliana is here, and we are going to watch TV.
Wheeee
Sentinel-node free sounds like another mark against super powers. But I understand it's a good thing.
Plus, as a general rule, I usually have several thoughts for dishes, and it would be easy to make something vegetarian, or without cheese or pork or whatever.
Right? Unless it's something like my mom's annual latke party (if you don't like fried potatoes, you're going to leave hungry), it's not difficult to design a dairy-free/vegetarian/no-peanuts/whatever menu.
(Gluten-free is trickier because gluten hides in places you'd never think to look unless you were also gluten intolerant, but at least knowing in advance gives me the chance to look stuff up before I make bread pudding for dessert.)
That's sad. I can at least handle bacon-level of nitrites, although I try and only buy the nitrite-free stuff for home. However, somewhere I read there's not really any such thing. What's marketed as nitrite-free just means none have been added specifically.
Well, I know that when he has tried stuff that isn't marked nitrite-free, it's like he comes down with a mild flu for three or four days, plus depression. Which makes life oh-so-fun around our house, let me tell you.
Perkins, I am so happy for you!
Whoo, home!
I don't have any food allergies. But I would cry if someone wanted to serve me a big bowl of beets of something. Or really spicy food, that's an issue, because I just can't handle the heat. But still, not allergic.
I empathize, javachik. I have always been a picky eater. I hate that I am, but I am. I've tried things and my tastes have gotten a bit broader as an adult but I still feel on guard about eating at someone's house. It's even worse when I'm good about eating low-glycemic because my choices are then even more limited.
Plei, my mom has that adult-onset onion thing. Actually, it's a reaction to sulfur in them so it extends to bell peppers, hot peppers, etc. It used to be enough if she just didn't eat any but now we can't even prepare them with her in the house. I'm really hoping I didn't inherit that particular trait.
Vegetarianism (or avoidance of any particular meat) is super-easy for me to accommodate. I have the opposite problem when my mother or in-laws are in town - to them (I guess a generational thing) a meal is not a meal unless there is meat, AND nothing can be spicy at all, and my mother is lactose intolerant, so nothing creamy or cheesy. I find it hard to come up with enough variations on meat plus starch plus veg that are fast and not stunningly boring for the average 4-dinner visit, and meat is so expensive!
Glad it went well, Perkins, and that you now have juliana's company to boot.