I accidentally bought chips with dairy yesterday. I nocticed immediately because they were wavy instead of thins. Which is good because I didn’t put them in my mouth. Or rather, I did until I felt the ridges and immediately pulled it out. It was loaded baked potato instead of BBQ, damn it. I will admit, I was tempted to eat it for a hot second. I was at home and could deal with the issue (sitting on the toilet for hours, on and off), if need be.
Then I came to my senses. If I was going to suffer from eating dairy, it was not going to be chips. It’s gonna be pizza or lasagna or ice cream or something with real milk. That got me tthinking. If I did actually do a day of eating what I want to eat, no matter the consequences (in other words, resigning myself to sitting on the toilet for days), I would mostly eat all the dumplings I could stuff into my face. I miss shiu mai, steamed dumplings, fried dumplings, and all the other dumplings in the world. I have not had soup dumplings in a long time, but those are so tasty. I would want to eat all the dim sum, too.
I would eat so much pasta. Lasagna, mac-and-cheese, pizza. Yes, I know it’s not pasta, but it’s in the same genre. Fettuccine alfredo. Carbonara. Even just good old spaghetti and meatballs. But also, udon noodles, ramen, and Chinese egg noodles.
Egg rolls, too. I like spring rolls, don’t get me wrong. But egg rolls are so fucking good. I’ve had GF egg rolls, which are fine, but not the same. Moon cake, scallion pancakes, turnip/radish cake, and more. Oh god. Wait. Radish cakes is made with rice flour. I can eat those! With just a tiny bit of soy sauce–unless it’s GF soy sauce. Then I can douse ’em. Radish cake is so fucking delicious.
Anyhooooo, let’s move beyond food for a minute. I will hasten to say in my ideal world, I could eat whatever I wanted without care. Food is delicious, and it’s sad to me at times that I’m so limited. But, in general, I’m fine with it. There are decent substitutes these days–much better than what there was twenty years ago.
In other realms, I would make gender not a thing. What I mean by that is you (general you) can care about gender as much or as little as you want without anyone judging you. If your gender is deeply important to you, that’s fine. If it’s just another part of your identity, like having brown hair. Also fine. If you are unsure what it means to you, I feel you! This is all fine in Minnaland! And, if you’re like me, you just don’t give a shit after thinking about it for a very long time. This is my M.O., by the way. I ponder something endlessly until my brain goes, “I’m done” and I mentally throw up my hands.