I’ve long had troubles with my digestive tract and focussed mostly on FODMAPs as the key driver for them, with varying degrees of success. The worst “delivery units” of oligo-fructans for me are onions and garlic, which poses limits on our cooking at home, and makes eating out a real minefield.
Yesterday we attended a German-Sri Lankan wedding, which was a lot of fun. Some Sri Lankan cousins of the groom provided the meal, and it was time for me to simply say “right, that’s it” and simply eat the food, which was delicious.
I suffered in the night, but not all that much more than I have been recently whilst trying to be careful and it made me think: alcohol is also bad for us, but drinking together has real social benefits that shouldn’t be underplayed. It was the same for me yesterday with the curries: I enjoyed them so much, and we all suffered the spiciness (the Sri Lankans primarily because it was all so mild for them) together that I realised:
Some “enjoyable sacrifices” are worth making.
