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Allergies, intolerances, personal preference, and fashion
I can't tolerate soya. Neither Linnea nor I can tolerate cow's milk or derivatives thereof. A friend's children are presumed allergic to nuts because their father is. One of them is definitely allergic to cats. I feel nervous eating regular farmed meat, due to latent vegetarian principles. Rob can't stand Chinese food, especially takeaway, because at one point Chinese takeaway made him sick. Linnea doesn't much like tomatoes, raw or cooked. I love coffee but much more than one cup a day upsets my stomach. Emer loves the idea of food but if anything actually comes loose in her mouth, like off a spoon or a bit of something bitten, she gets cross and sometimes even upset, and if it gets as far as a swallow, she may vomit until it comes back up again.
Really, even now, we're much better off than we used to be. When I met Rob, we lived on pasta bolognese, or mashed potatoes with vegetables and either frozen processed fish, or frozen processed meat, or baked beans and sausages. For special occasions we'd have a fry-up or lasagne. When eating out he was a little more adventurous, but not much. It got to the point that I refused to eat mashed potatoes for months, after months of having them at least once a day.
Indian food was the first to come, then Mexican. Having tried them a few times he became enthusiastic. Later he agreed to stews, casseroles, and the like - he'd grown up disliking them, apparently, and some years ago decided he didn't like them, and didn't examine the issue further. Turns out he loves them, especially my mother's chicken casserole. He also likes moussaka, roasted vegetables (if they're good vegetables) and all sorts of salads, not just potato and grated carrot.
Then there's fashion. Now that Rob and I have a fairly broad range of foods we'll agree to eat, and a narrow range of things I can't eat, we're only limited by what's available in the shops. Bagged rocket is easy to find; fresh parsley, still-growing basil, pine nuts, extra virgin olive oil, organic sausages, blah blah. But many of my favourite cuts of meat are not available from the places we get our organically raised meat, which seems bizarre - I mean, surely happy pigs have all the same bodyparts as sad pigs? - and the only place to get gooseberries is at the Farmer's Market. That's where we get dairy-free pesto, too, because I'm too lazy to clean basil out of the blender. Oat icecream used to be available from one health food shop in the town centre, but they stopped stocking it and have no idea why. Everywhere but everywhere stocks dairy-free chocolate, when three years ago it was very hard to find.
Organic fair-trade bananas are gold dust.
Really, even now, we're much better off than we used to be. When I met Rob, we lived on pasta bolognese, or mashed potatoes with vegetables and either frozen processed fish, or frozen processed meat, or baked beans and sausages. For special occasions we'd have a fry-up or lasagne. When eating out he was a little more adventurous, but not much. It got to the point that I refused to eat mashed potatoes for months, after months of having them at least once a day.
Indian food was the first to come, then Mexican. Having tried them a few times he became enthusiastic. Later he agreed to stews, casseroles, and the like - he'd grown up disliking them, apparently, and some years ago decided he didn't like them, and didn't examine the issue further. Turns out he loves them, especially my mother's chicken casserole. He also likes moussaka, roasted vegetables (if they're good vegetables) and all sorts of salads, not just potato and grated carrot.
Then there's fashion. Now that Rob and I have a fairly broad range of foods we'll agree to eat, and a narrow range of things I can't eat, we're only limited by what's available in the shops. Bagged rocket is easy to find; fresh parsley, still-growing basil, pine nuts, extra virgin olive oil, organic sausages, blah blah. But many of my favourite cuts of meat are not available from the places we get our organically raised meat, which seems bizarre - I mean, surely happy pigs have all the same bodyparts as sad pigs? - and the only place to get gooseberries is at the Farmer's Market. That's where we get dairy-free pesto, too, because I'm too lazy to clean basil out of the blender. Oat icecream used to be available from one health food shop in the town centre, but they stopped stocking it and have no idea why. Everywhere but everywhere stocks dairy-free chocolate, when three years ago it was very hard to find.
Organic fair-trade bananas are gold dust.
Re: Organic fair-trade 'nanas
I need to find a proper source for fruit and veg, where I can buy stuff that's in season and preferably organic and not overly expensive, and open when I want to go shopping. The last part seems to be the trickiest...
Re: Organic fair-trade 'nanas
Re: Organic fair-trade 'nanas
I've found one place that looks promising (no mentions of aubergines so far).
Re: Organic fair-trade 'nanas
Re: Organic fair-trade 'nanas
All you need to do is let them thaw, then peel one side of the skin down and scoop them out with a spoon. No need to mash them!