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See, I had *horrid* allergies as a little one; wheat and eggs. My sister was milk and eggs. I can remember scratching my 'elbow pits' raw and wheezing and coughing if I got a little hint of wheat or eggs in anything. I can only imagine the difficulties of cooking for children with such limitations, way back when there weren't alternatives and weren't health food stores. We both "grew out of them" at about the time I went to school. I always jokingly ascribed it to living in an anticeptically clean house; my mother was an absolute clean freak. Turns out, the more I read about it, I might have been precisely correct.
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See, I had *horrid* allergies as a little one; wheat and eggs. My sister was milk and eggs. I can remember scratching my 'elbow pits' raw and wheezing and coughing if I got a little hint of wheat or eggs in anything. I can only imagine the difficulties of cooking for children with such limitations, way back when there weren't alternatives and weren't health food stores. We both "grew out of them" at about the time I went to school. I always jokingly ascribed it to living in an anticeptically clean house; my mother was an absolute clean freak. Turns out, the more I read about it, I might have been precisely correct.
( wanna read about it? )
