I have long proclaimed my penchant for eating gluten free. It is sometimes a bit laughed at, as quirky as I am perhaps?
I was invited to dinner one night to a friend’s abode. I made it clear that I ate gluten free but they obviously thought this only meant bread, cake and other obvious things.
So, I was served with pasta! The keen gluten free boffs here will know it is a no-no, but after weighing it up I ate some - my host had gone to so much trouble and ‘once will do no harm’ I thought.
Next day I thought I was going to die. My stomach felt over heavy and I was out of synch more than usual, vision problems, co-ordination issues, and general lethargy.
The good news (for me anyway) is that I didn’t die. But glutenous pasta will not pass mine lips again.
It’s back to gluten free everything, and I will not be persuaded otherwise.