If you’ve been reading this blog with some regularity, or even mild regularity (sounds like we’re talking about bowel movements, doesn’t it?), then you probably have correctly surmised that I enjoy food. Eating. Flavors. Spice, in particular.
So why, then, has my stomach decided it is allergic to two of my most favorite – and relatively bland – things to eat?
banana – stop smiling! you are not nice!
moules – the crucial friend to moules frites (mussels + fries)
These allergies are not new, of course, but I had about 2 tablespoons of banana in my smoothie today and now I’m going to be in pain for the next four-five hours which, lucky for you, means I get to whine about it.
Not worth it.
Stay tuned for next week’s whinefest when I whine about… bridges. I shake my fist at those things!!
UPDATE: The Chop tells me the plural of ‘nemesis’ is ‘nemeses.’
@mollytics nemeses is the plural of nemesis.—
The Baltimore Chop (@ThBaltimoreChop) September 04, 2012
The more you know.
Moules….nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
But on the upside, you can still eat the frites. I hope?
Good question… I wonder if the allergen seeps into the juice? THIS IS JUST DEPRESSING ME FURTHER.