Glutenated

Over the weekend, the kids and I went out to an impromptu lunch with friends.  The restaurant was a Japanese one in the neighborhood that we'd never been to and lunch was on them.  An offer that was hard to refuse.

I remembered to pop our travel bottle of Bragg's into my bag for GFCF Kid.  But, then proceeded to be completely un-mindful about what I was eating and why.

Part of it was being at a new restaurant with the kids.  I find this kind of situation very unrelaxing.  My sensory system goes into overdrive as seemingly every detail is noted by my reactive brain.  The light, the smells, the sounds, everything comes at me and if the kids are with me (ie. I am responsible for someone(s) other than myself), it all becomes a bit too much.  I start to space out and shut down...not pretty.

I honestly don't know what happened (though the above paragraph does start to explain the why), but once I helped the kids figure out what they were going to order, it was my turn and I couldn't think.  My eyes scanned the menu and I could barely register a thought because of "see above".

Avocado rolls would have been the best bet.  I now have that info securely locked into my brain.

But, I didn't order avocado rolls.  I had this vague notion knocking on the door of consciousness that I needed to be careful about what to order, but I was not cognizant of how or why.  So, I ordered what I think was called a Volcano roll.

Oh my gravy, when the plate of sushi was placed in front of me, I was gobsmacked.  You could barely see the roll which was buried under a blanket of tempura bits.  My lunch mates wanted to know what was in the roll.  I couldn't even remember.  So, I took a bite...it was shrimp tempura.

I made a quick and pretty painless decision.  I ate the roll.  (Shrimp tempura and cucumber in the roll, spicy tuna drizzled with spicy mayo on top, under an avalanche of tempura bits.)  I am not allergic, somebody was treating to me to this lovely meal, and I made a mistake.  It was much more important to move forward genuinely and positively, rather than be rigid about not letting gluten pass my lips in the face of a mess up.  So, I ate it.

This was lunch on Saturday.  I noticed Sunday morning that I felt very stressed, my mind was racing, hyperfocused on "everything" I had to do.  I dealt with that ("subtracted" some items and "added" an always grounding conversation with one of my best friends), but then realized that later in the day into evening I was irritable and unable to escape a generalized 'bad mood'.

Kind of interesting.  Maybe it was related, maybe it wasn't.  All I know, is that I was feeling really good all week till this happened.

this is not the roll I ate...but it will give you an idea of what I did eat.