I’ve been doing some traveling and working some weird hours, so it’s been a bad week for cooking. However, I spent five hours at my allergist’s office today and found out that I now have the all-clear to eat as much wheat as I please! After two years (to the day, as of yesterday) of scrutinizing labels, buying $6 loaves of bread, and pretending not to mind sitting in the corner with a Luna Bar while everyone else eats something delicious, my ordeal is over.
Of course, it only happened in the first place because of incompetence on the part of my doctor’s office in New York, but that’s a long story. Just go see “Sicko” when it comes out, or read this, and you’ll have the gist of it. Health care in the US is a criminally twisted system, and going without wheat for two years, even with all the trouble that entails, is small gluten-free potatoes compared to what cancer patients and pregnant women go through on a regular basis. In this system, if you live to complain about your health care, you’re doing all right. And that, my friends, is why I’m a socialist.
As far as this blog is concerned, though, the menu is about to expand! I’ll post some good stuff this week. Promise.