It's steaming hot in Hamble today, the showers over the last week have turned a pleasant sunny day into a humid, sweltering one. At least by English standards. It must be at least 24C. Those in South Africa & Australia are laughing right now, I know. It's warmer where my mom is, even though it's midwinter!
I'm channelling my inner Italian - it's an instant assembly Insalata Caprese for lunchtime - heirloom tomatoes, mini mozzarella balls and basil off the bush. Assemble on a fork, dip in olive oil & basil and enjoy.
It's delightfully simple - and hopefully relatively good for me. I see a nutritionist tomorrow to try to figure out my weird reactions to various foodstuffs - and I'm kinda nervous that she takes away everything I love, and leaves me with porridge, which makes me gag.
Half way round the world though, there's a little boy who just discovered milk and cookies - aged nearly four.
Danny is the son of a friend of mine, and allergic & chemically sensitive to loads of foodstuff. His mom, Max, writes two blogs - one about her adventures in motherhood & postnatal depression entitled Postcard Epiphanies, and the other -'Rice & Pears' - about living and raising allergic children.
Food sensitivities can make for a healthy & happy life - or, if undiagnosed or untreated, a frustrating & painful one - which equals unhealthy and very much unhappy. At thirtytoomuch, I still haven't figured out what exactly triggers my own issues and makes me sore, I can't imagine dealing with understanding how you react to food when you're only little, like Danny is. Max's blog makes for fascinating reading - and indeed, practical advice, like the recipe for the cookies that have literally changed Danny's life - not to mention his mommas. I can't tell who looks more excited!