French Vanilla
January 20th, 2006
It’s Friday! I was hoping for a real day off tomorrow, a day that I didn’t have to be up early to dress and be somewhere, but that’s not happening. I’ll be going to the chiropractor in the morning, and hopefully getting some grocery shopping done at the same time. Did I mention that I feel like cooking? ‘tis true. I have recipes lined up that I want to make and everything. Simple stuff, but it’s real food that will take a bit of effort on my part to prepare, and that in itself is an accomplishment for me. I’ve always used the “oh, I live alone, and it’s not worth it to go through all this trouble to cook just for myself…” excuse. Well, I have decided that I AM worth it, dammit! And there is still lots you can cook with one good hand.
I may feel differently when I see how much work the clean-up part is.
On Tuesday morning when I got home from swimming, I grabbed a trail mix bar for breakfast and decided to make myself a cup of that instant Nescafe French Vanilla cappuccino stuff. By the time I finished the cappuccino I was experiencing major pain in my belly and by 11:00 a.m. I was in the bathroom throwing it all up. I don’t know what happened… that’s twice in a matter of weeks that I’ve been intimate with the Porcelain God. And before that, at least a year or more! Anyway, I spent the day in bed, in pain and crampy and sick. The rest of the day and evening I polished off a sleeve of soda crackers and a can of gingerale to keep it safe. I felt and looked great the next day, no sign of the problems from the day before. Hmmm. I thought it may be something in the cappuccino powder, (who can pronounce half those ingredients?) because it’s something I don’t normally have around, so I’m afraid to try it again. Which is unfortunate for me, because French Vanilla cappuccino mixed with regular coffee is one of my favourite things, and making that at home could very well save me a lot of money. It would keep me from the $5 Vanilla Bean lattes.
And what do you want to bet, that it’s the milk in the lattes that is causing my tummy troubles. I bet it was just waiting for something to set it off, and just the right mix of chemical additives in the cappuccino mix was the final blow it needed. I’ve never been a milk person… I don’t eat a lot of dairy (cheese and ice cream aside, but that’s not every day!) and never use milk on my cereal… so maybe my body is revolting to the recent milk overdoses.
Argh.
Oh! I’ve never reacted badly to Tim Horton’s French Vanilla cappuccino mix. Where there is a will, there is a way.
I have nothing else exciting to report; my week consisted of swimming and work. My weekend will consist of swimming and work. Add the chiro, grocery shopping and housework in there, and STAND BACK, we don’t know how big this is gonna get!!
it’s okay, i’m allergic to milk too.
and wheat, i’ve learned! oh darn.
Yikes Donna, I think you are DEFINITELY lactose intolerant-you might want to get that checked out so you don’t have to go through all of that trouble again. Lately I have been noticing that ANYTHING I eat with milk in it (real milk, ironically not the soy milk), gives me instant gas and then cramps…sniff, even the Purdy’s-and I even got the runs from them (not your batch!)….try soy or almond milk..heck even rice milk. Although I really doubt you can get a Cappucino with soymilk nowadays! lol
Soy milk is nothing like cow’s milk… so of course you don’t get a reaction to it! A lot of people have intolerance to cow’s milk. We are the only species weaned from our mother’s milk that go on to drink it from another animal!! We don’t need cow’s milk and we’re not meant to eat it. But DAMN it makes so many yummy things! I’ve been using Rice Dream for years and years on cereal and stuff. And I think all coffee places offer their drinks with soy because SO many people are allergic to cow’s milk, so I’m going to ask next time.
It’s such a good feeling to be busy, isn’t it? I missed it.
Damn right, you’re worth cooking for. Spoil yourself rotten!
I also have a policy of not eating stuff that I can’t pronounce, lol. (So better that I learn to pronounce them, lol)