Of course, I packed all my essentials. No matter where I go, I travel with a lunch box or two or three. Since I was staying in the Cape for 3 days, I had to pack plenty to eat. I'm at a point now in my journey where I'm becoming more comfortable with eating out at restaurants and explaining my food sensitivities to the wait staff and chefs. Our first night in the Cape, we went to The Flying Bridge in Falmouth. We sat at the bar for dinner to avoid the wait, which may have been our first mistake. Our waiter was more of a bartender and not only was he old/hard of hearing, but I don't think he took ANY of what I said about my sensitivities too seriously at all. I ordered a hamburger and told him I couldn't have the bun because I have a gluten allergy. I asked him what kind of rice they served and he told me they had white rice, so I thought I was golden. I also ordered a medley of veggies and explained that I can't have any butter on my rice or veggies- only olive oil. The way our waiter spoke to me was just completely rude. When I was explaining myself, he was almost scoffing at me- mocking me in a condescending way. So when we made eye contact, I said to him very firmly, "I wish I was bullshitting you, sir, but I'm not. This is the way I have to live my life." I almost felt like he took me as some prissy bitch, who by choice, likes to be on 50 different fad diets. I have always loved to eat. I've never in my life jumped on the fad diet train. So, this man's attitude was completely aggravating.
As a side note, some of you may have noticed that I haven't been posting as often as I usually do. The school year has started back up again and getting back into the swing of things has been pretty tiring. I will continue to post as often as I can and as always, if you ever have any questions or suggestions for blog posts, please feel free to let me know!