In my family, there are many weird traits that have been passed down a generation or two. There are a couple that we rail against more than others, curly hair and food allergies. From grandma to mom to daughter, R inherited the food allergies, but L inherited curly hair. Until tonight, we thought they had broken the double curse and I was the end of the line with my bizarre list of things I can not eat. And a few things I can’t even think about eating without swelling up and being rushed to the hospital.
But, as it turns out, L is the lucky winner. She has the curly hair like me and she is also allergic to shellfish. Crab in a california roll. And the worst part of not being able to breathe for yourself? She didn’t even enjoy the california roll! Luckily, L hates shell fish, so she’s not giving up anything divine.
Like peaches, for example.