Let me tell you about a few things that I don’t eat. Or try not to eat.
I stay away from gluten. Gluten – flours, grains, breads – really messes me up. Okay. Yes. Occasionally I do succumb to chocolate chips cookies, but I really pay the price.
I don’t eat honey. I love honey, but honey is sweeter than sugar. I try to avoid sugar, too, and most stuff containing sugar. I don’t have diabetes, but when I eat sweet stuff, I can tell that it affects my blood sugar. And I feel really bad. So I don’t eat honey and I don’t eat jam and I don’t eat syrup, as much as I like them and would love to eat them.
Yes, I have a chocolate addiction and chocolate contains sugar. And if I eat too much chocolate, I feel bad. But chocolate is not pure sugar like honey and maple syrup and jam.
I don’t like mushrooms. Period.
I don’t particularly care for rice. I will eat it sometimes and I do make it sometimes, but I don’t really care for it. And especially not with mushrooms!!!
So why do I mention all of these food things to you?
He gave me my Mother’s Day gift from him on Saturday night.
It was a box from a company called Minnestalgia.
Guess what was in the box…
Two jars of syrup.
Two jars of jam.
Two jars of honey.
A jar of maple sugar.
A bag of pancake mix.
A bag of wild rice.
And a bag of creamy mushroom-and-rice soup mix.
I’m sure all of this food from Minnesota is very lovely.
There is just one thing…
I showed the box to my daughter. She look it over and said, very slowly…
“You don’t eat any of this stuff.”