I can do spaghetti-style pasta (I had chicken lo mein on two different occasions).
I can do elbow macaroni, the thin macaroni used in Kraft mac & cheese (I tried three bites on Monday afternoon) and the thicker, rounded shells used in Velveeta-style macaroni and cheese.
But I cannot do ravioli. I thought I’d have one — and the ricotta cheese inside of it — for dinner. Hah! Not long after it was down I got the urge to vomit. Then, excuse the TMI, I started salivating profusely. I tried to vomit it up, but only a bit came out. The horrible gotta-puke-NOW pressure and salivating continued. Went back to the bathroom, nothing. Went back a third time, and finally forced it up and out. That ravioli was seriously STUCK! I was salivating and practically foaming from it. Ugh, it was gross. It was also scary, because for a split second I thought that it was actually stuck and I’d need to go to the hospital to have it endoscopically removed. But thank freaking god, I got it up after that.
In summary: no ravioli for Jenn, ever!
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Love your blog! Been a silent follower for a bit now and just wanted to say congrats.
Sounds like how I salivate and need to barf when I take Tums or any calcium. SUCKS!!! Usually it takes fifteen minutes to go away.
I’m glad it’s not stuck!!