Well, I promptly dismissed it as weird & a fluke. It had never happened before, right? I “kind of” forgot about it. A while later, I bought pinto beans again. As I prepared to make these beans, something happened that gave me PROOF that it was the beans that made me sick. I was so surprised that I had to bring everyone into the kitchen. But, there is no picture…I can’t believe I didn’t think to take a picture…so, I put flickr pic in for ya. (Well, on second thought, maybe I did…I’ll search through old pics & see…)
Anyhoo, as I was sorting the beans I found a wheat kernel – whole & intact – right smack in the middle of my pinto beans. I recalled in horror. It sounds a bit melodramatic, but I really did. There was poison in my beans. Poison, I say.
After being duly inspected by witnesses – my husband & 4 kids - we agreed it was truly wheat (back in the gluten days, I would grind fresh wheat into flour, so we’re very familiar with this glutenous grain) & it really did come from the bag of pinto beans. This was shocking news for us, folks. It kind of reminded me of Monsters Inc. You know, a 2319…
The CDA comes in, neutralizes the situation & “disinfects” the scary monster. Well, except, I would need the GDA – Gluten Detection Agency - & kids’ socks are not toxic & gluten is…to me, that is. Oh & monsters do not really exist & kids are awesome, not toxic. Ok, alright…this analogy breaks down really quickly, but you know what I mean, don’t ya?
That nasty gluten gets carried into gluten free zones & causes havoc – and we’re the ones who have to shut down the factory (sometimes our lives) for a while to clean everything up. See my analogy? Sadly, most don’t understand how important it is for us to avoid gluten and the danger it presents – even just 1 little kernel of wheat – Those who have to ask how just 1 kernel of wheat in a huge bag of beans could be so significant & make me sick should really be asking, “How did wheat, the staff of life, become so toxic to 1 out of 100 people?” That’s the right question we should be asking.
There’s more to the story, but I’ll tell you the rest of the story in the next post. Plus, some tips I use to avoid this nightmare…