After a spate of allergic symptoms, the doctor suggested I may have Atopy and instructed me on how to use Ventolin and Nasonex when things get bad. She also wrote me referrals for a skin patch test and a coeliac blood test.
To prepare for a coeliac test, one must indulge in all manner of gluten to try and trigger the reaction they test for. So this week, I ate all the things. Starting with a chicken pie.
And a savoury muffin.
And garlic chilli fennel mussels with Turkish bread.
And a pizza bun. God, how I missed this. It's the simple things that do it.
We didn't have to be selective with breakfast. Could eat anything, anywhere.
These crackers weren't the best. But they're pretty good when you're starving and need something salty. It took me just 5 minutes to demolish half a packet. Eventually, I threw the rest away in a fit of self-loathing.
A ham and cheese danish, on the other hand, is just fine.
I haven't missed pasta as much since finding a good brand of gluten-free pasta, but all the same, eating this penne was like saying hi to a dear old friend. Even though it was a little bit overcooked.
I have very much missed burgers on real bread from Grill'd. Gluten free bread is just not the same.
And - ah! - a Croissant Express frozwich. Those the crusty bread textures. Such a treat.
My lovely colleague made a round of snacks with smoked salmon, avocado, soya mayo, and a crispy rye cracker.
I'm not so sad as to take photos of everything I ate (though I did mean to). I had pizza too, and hot cross buns. Chocolate ones.
Food has been great going in. But being in and coming out have been mighty average. I've had better days. Am looking forward to getting back to normal eating, as sad as it'll be to give up fluffy breads and easy meals. I do enjoy my relationship with food on Primal, and hope that stems from a healthy place.