Sometimes good, sometimes gross.

Today I gagged on a piece of rice bread. Why, you ask, do I eat rice bread... with its intense dryness, sandy texture and bland taste? I eat rice bread because it's the best thing going for people people with wheat allergies and gluten intolerances (i.e. celiac disease). It's usually ok. It doesn't measure up to a real piece of bread, but it does make life a lot easier. I love sandwiches; I like toast when I make eggs in the morning, and I love peanut butter (which just isn't the same by itself).

Today was just a bad situation.

I made my lunch the way I always make it. A sandwich, an apple, a jar of baby food, raw veggies. I'm a creature of habit and I love my routine. Two pieces of rice bread: this time the one with the flax seeds, sometimes it's plain, or brown rice, occasionally the really yummy six-dollar loaf of almond or pecan rice bread sweetened with fruit juice. I put them in the toaster (which you'd think would make the bread even drier). I was in a rush, so took them out before they were done. I spooned the last of the egg salad on to one piece, threw the sandwich into my bag and was out the door. Little did I know that on the way to school my bread would decide that it hadn't been toasted long enough and would be drier than I've ever tasted. :P It was really gross.

I was just grateful that I had a lot of water left in my water bottle as I made some strange choking sounds, to the amusement of some people sitting near me in the cafeteria.