Restaurants try, but kitchens can be busy and careless.She usually goes into restaurants assuming she will probably be sick the next day.I can eat all the bread I want but my girlfriend cannot.She has an autoimmune disorder called celiac disease, so she cannot eat gluten (which comes from wheat).On our second date, I suggested we eat at a Mexican restaurant that was around the corner from my house.She said she would have to check the menu first to see if they had any gluten-free options.With a celiac girlfriend, I'd bump that up another 2.Regular readers of my blog may remember my review of Foster Farms - also know as the day when I had 96 gluten free corn dogs stuffed in my dorm freezer, communal fridge, and even in the maid's mini-cooler in the upstairs laundry room.
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Meaning that, besides really wanting cookies, I'm always prepared.
When I spent Super Bowl weekend with Nick's family, I brought a backpack of books, clothes and hygiene products. Nothing but food in the form of 4 Tupperware lunches and dinners, a jar of chia seed pudding, 1/2 pound of mixed raw veggies and dip, a mix of Oatless Oatmeal, sunbutter, mixed seeds and fruit.
That can take a lot of fun out of the dining experience.
To make things worse, even restaurants that have gluten-free options might not have anything that she wants to eat.
We tend to stick to a list of about seven places with food she knows she can eat.