So, I have a little peanut “issue”. Namely, I can’t eat them.
I dined out with my brother and his wife, my niece and my visiting grandpa last night at a nifty Mongolian restaurant where you grab your food, slap on the sauce and they cook it right up in front of you. Well, apparently, the person who’s meal was cooked right before mine must have used a Tonne of peanut sauce which was mixed with my selections.
I’ve spent the last 24 hours in the bathroom, and I feel like a big fat bloated puddin’.