It Was Just One Piece of Pie

Because it was my birthday celebration, I felt obliged, yet in awe to eat of something I had never seen before: A fluffy jiggly hot pink strawberry cream pie with granola crust. And, it was awesome! Halfway through eating it was trivia time, “Try to guess what I used to make it?”

“Gelatin?”

“No, marshmallows…”

Well, at this point I might as well enjoy this pie. This is only different for me because I have issues from eating dairy and sugar. Such a great hello and goodbye. I didn’t regret it, until the next day, and the next morning. But I can heal and get back from those symptoms.

One of these days I am going to get this right and learn when to get out of the dining area. I would be happy with a granny smith apple for desert. All the effort folks put in to food make it soo magical. Left to my own devices, though, I like food just the way it grew.

Of course there’s always eggs, almond flour, and shredded nonsweetened coconut, or eggs and shredded sweet potato, or even eggs and fried onions and some other chopped veggies…

Is there something that you can not eat without consequences? How do you deal in those times?

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