That pesky little food that you don’t think much about until you can’t have it anymore and you realize it’s everywhere.
In people’s cooking. In sauces. In processed foods. In restaurants. In “spices.” Everywhere.
Last time I challenged onion powder, I barely passed. The doctor’s instructions were basically, “If it happens by accident, don’t panic, you won’t die, you’ll just need to take Claritin and lie down for a while.” So in the interest of not wasting time lying down, I avoided onion powder. Until this morning, when I decided it was time. The olive oil gave me courage to re-challenge, and hurrah! I passed! Like, for reals.
I don’t think I’ve felt this good since I retook the SAT and my score jumped 130 points (though I’m ashamed to say I needed to use a calculator to figure that out. Ugh.)
These totally uneventful challenges are super fun. They don’t make for great blog fodder, but I love waking up early, eating breakfast with the doctor (or, you know, a piece of chicken with onion powder and nothing else), and getting on with my day after some friendly chitchat. Way better than the eventful sickness-y ones.
I’m taking a break from challenges for Sukkot, but I’ll resume in October with pasta: the rematch. The thing is, whichever brand of pasta I try, I have to ONLY eat that one. So, dear readers, which pasta brand would you try if you could only ever have that one?
Food Challenge Tally
Up Next: Pasta