Double Date

Recently, we went on a double date with friends of ours who were in town visiting from New York City. We went to a Chinese restaurant, and I tried two things that were new to me: mapo tofu and egg drop soup. Both were delicious, but I did get double-glutened because I wasn’t as careful as I usually am (I have celiac disease). I was so excited to be with our friends that I didn’t do the responsible, assertive thing and tell them beforehand about my relatively new gluten problem. I’m sure they would have been down for another restaurant. It was my own fault. I just told myself I wanted to enjoy the evening and not think about it, because I already always have to ask servers questions for my peanut and tree nuts allergies. W said he’ll make me gluten free versions of both dishes at home. I love him for that, but it’s not the same as having more options in restaurants. C’est la vie!

Me making grownup decisions

The company was wonderful, especially since our friend was introducing us to his boyfriend for the first time! I could tell he is a sweetheart, and we laughed and talked all through dinner. There isn’t much better than a good mix of old stories and sharing frustrations and hopes with people who understand where you’re coming from. I wish they lived closer, but we promised to go to New York to see them sometime.

At the table next to us, a man had on what looked like a bloody bandage covering most of his head. I thought about it all during dinner and worried about if he was alright. I wanted to offer help of some kind, but he was with a group so I told myself it was okay not to. I felt guilty in the Lyft home after dinner, and W informed me that the man was definitely in a Halloween costume.

Me for the next few days

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