Because of my husband’s food allergies I’ve always been on the lookout for dairy substitutes — or any other product I could use to broaden his food repertoire — while strolling down the grocery aisles. Now I double my efforts the shopping taking twice as long. I know that I won’t feel adequate in my role as wife if I allow my husband to eat the same thing day in day out — despite his willingness to do so.
Reading ingredients and nutrition labels I try to remember what it is that my husband wants — or even just approves of. Did he say I can subtract the dietary fiber from the total carb count or no? Is fructose a problem? Sucralose? Maltitol? Aspartame? What are these things anyway?
Scrutinizing the nutrition labels on Bob Mills and Arrowhead packets I wonder how one even prepares these grains. The products appear either seed-like grainy or smooth as flour while others look like simple cholent beans.
Since the quinoa touts itself as being an excellent source of iron it makes its way into my shopping cart. I deliberate over whether to go for the millet but then decide that one is enough for today.
