A “Free” Thanksgiving
It was an interesting Thanksgiving this year with heated discussions, not on politics or pop culture, but about the dietary requirements of our motley group. This was an improvement over the last two years…last year our gluten-free pot pie got stuck in an oven fire, the year before Thanksgiving came only one day after Molly’s celiac diagnosis.
For 16 years, I was the only one to be accommodated. My vegetarian diet kept everyone away from my home on Thanksgiving if they could possibly avoid it. Now, we had one gluten-free, one soy-free, three lactose intolerant and one on a very strict diet for interstitial cystitis involving no preservatives, low acid and a whole lot of pear juice. My sister’s father-in-law was grilling us because his doc suspects he may be lactose intolerant. (I told him to be tested for celiac because he likely has the gene.) He was inquiring whether or not there was dairy in pickled herring.
For me, I actually tasted the turkey.