hoping to someday be a force of nature
when i was incredibly young, i was introduced to this fellow (image below).
S O Y A
what did this foreign exotic word mean? turns out, soya means soya beans. I was far too young to understand this concept but if I had at that time, I would never have tried it and unleashed the mighty power of the holy bean milk. I spent my first 6 years in Kazakhstan and then moved on to London for the next 6. Kazakhstan couldn't provide me with (fake) veg milk so my diet roughly consisted of banana flavoured juice boxes and rice. when I was introduced to the city lights and excitement of London at 6 years old, my eyes were opened to the shiny aisles of Waitrose (supermarket). I may be exaggerating.
I remember soya milk being very important when I was young. it was used in baking recipes, soups, and mashed potatoes. all to the despair of my siblings who do not like soya milk. my favourite kind was, of course, the vanilla flavoured one. soya milk gods also produce things like 'chocolate flavoured soya milk', 'coffee flavoured soya milk' and other varieties of bean/nut milk.
one day I came across a carton of 'almond' milk. I carefully observed the suspicious box. same brand, same colourful beans on the packaging. yet it is 'almond'. I am allergic to almond. what an abomination! the soya gods have cheated me! how dare they create something I can drink yet cannot?! of course, my attitude towards almond milk has changed and I am working on my anger towards such mockery. phew. breathe.
I think that I have outgrown soya milk. I used to drink it by itself every day but it just doesn't appeal to me anymore. I still appreciate its existence and despite all the nutritionists saying it isn't and was never healthy, I will always look down upon regular milk thinking I have conquered the world by drinking milk from the holy bean.
"may contain milk"
why? because i'm allergic to milk. the phrase "may contain milk" is what you can find on the 'ingredients' label on food products. you yourself may not look at that too often if you're not allergic*. this phrase used to be the bane of my existence. quite literally. so literally, that if i were to ignore this label, i could have a severe reaction which could indeed result in a long long sleep (death). a few years ago though, i decided to live dangerously. no label was going to tell me what i can and can't eat. this, of course, was a foolish idea my eight year old self had. it perished in the ER of some hospital. today, i know how to avoid the possible consequences of this phrase.
being allergic sucks. it just does. personally, i am allergic to milk, eggs and nuts. all of which can be found in various foods. nuts don't really bother me and eggs are easier to avoid. milk, however...milk can suck it. my allergies have always played a large role in my life. prick tests, doctor visits and ambulance rides. being allergic sucks.
when allergic, one learns how to appreciate the things they can eat. one also learns what hatred is at a reasonably tender age. hatred towards people without allergies, hatred towards people who take it for granted. to see what this blog entails, i guess you'll just have to sit around and wait for it to come. sit tight, another one is coming your way.