So this whole being a new Celiac trying to live in a foreign country is an interesting challenge and also kind of a pain in the arse.
My guts are totally f*cked and yet I still have to eat. Prepared foods and eating out is pretty much over. Whole foods and Home Cooking is not a bad draw. Really,, I am so thankful it isn't dairy I must avoid.

This is actually a fairly sparse cheese day in our little German fridge.


Last weekend along come these little gems. I've always been a big fan of chocolate with a bit of puffed rice. The ability to translate German food labels isn't a skill I expected to need when I left home, but if I do say so myself, I excel. Necessity is the best classroom (after the bedroom of course). A quick scan of the ingredients and crispy M&Ms were on my "oh yeah" list. About 12 hours later I got that feeling of being punched in the stomach when you are not ready. It lasted almost three days and was accompanied by other pleasantries. Racking my brain trying to discover how I got glutened (new verb!) I finally reread the packaging a bit more thoroughly this time.

Mark:
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