![]() ![]() Also, could you arrange the food just so in the cabinets? And the dishes too? Jesus, just let me do it already. Throw in a side of lactose intolerance, and suddenly a whole system of separating meat from dairy seems just perfect, thank you. ![]() Eventually, the rule extended to anything I’d consider a pet, and shellfish? Forget it, that’s like eating sea bugs. Everyone knows that comes from the pepperoni tree.) To avoid hassle and slabs of bacon waved in my face, I started telling baffled strangers that I was Jewish. By age 10, after years of not understanding what was so great about pork chops, I decided to ban pork from my diet. If I ate something with pieces - say, cocoa puffs - an even number had to be on the spoon. Consider me sold.įor a long time, I couldn’t eat unless there were even amounts of food on both sides of my mouth. Obsessive girlhood? Judaism? Weird food rules? “The fumes from the bacon my sister had microwaved for dessert had tainted everything I owned, so now it all had to be washed.” Oh, I may have laughed out loud, but at the same time, I thought, that doesn’t seem SO unreasonable. ![]()
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