when I was a kid and could still eat dairy products, I LOVED grilled cheese sandwiches. When I was about 3, my parents would take me to a restaurant. I would INSIST on having a menu of MY OWN to "read" (cept for the part where I couldn't actually read that - i still WANTED to be able to, dammit!, and I was damn skippy gonna look like all the adults) and choose from. Apparently, I would study the menu intently. And when the waiter came to the table to take our order, I would say, very precisely, "I would like a grilled cheese sandwich, please." Didn't matter whether or not it was on the menu, I wanted my grilled cheese!
*sigh* that is the one thing I really miss since my body has rebelled against dairy products. For a while, I could tolerate goat's cheese and refound the love, but then this traitorous body decided even that pleasure would result in GI distress, so no more.
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Date: 2006-04-27 08:33 pm (UTC)*sigh* that is the one thing I really miss since my body has rebelled against dairy products. For a while, I could tolerate goat's cheese and refound the love, but then this traitorous body decided even that pleasure would result in GI distress, so no more.