I had a very interesting appointment with an allergist the other day. I got tested for food allergies. In the past, I've had certain foods that make my tongue itch, and certain foods that make my mouth red and irritated. I was always more worried about the stuff that irritated my mouth because it was things that were too awesome to give up, like fresh peaches and nectarines.
Well the upshot of the test is, all the fresh peaches and nectarines are fine. It's the stuff that made my tongue itch that could kill me. So far all the reactions I have had haven't been bad but I get to avoid them now because they are BAD rather than just because they bug me.
Conveniently enough, this relatively short list includes:
most of which I picked up on, I used to eat almonds by the handful and had to stop because it was so uncomfortable, likewise soy milk, edamame and I vividly remember a gorgeous shrimp and pea risotto that Matt had to finish because I couldn't eat it. Sigh.
At least two of the ones I was most worried about tested out ok, I would have freaked out if he had said I needed to kick garlic or string beans. Weird, I know.
So this will put a major crimp in my Asian-food habits, cooking and eating thereof. No more Thai peanut chicken, no more cashew shrimp. It looks like moo shoo for me. I am not going to obsess about it but if I have to carry a stupid Epi-Pen I might as well hedge my bets a bit as I don't EVER want to have to use it.
Also, no more peanut butter. Whoda thunk it? Double sigh.