Yup. I have a raw food allergy. It’s my understanding that it will never kill you though, since your stomach acid will break it down (no matter how miserable it feels).

Yep. I am an allergist and I can vouch that fruit and vegetable allergy is often just to the raw version. The allergen is particularly fragile, thankfully. Still it is important for people to use caution. This is called ‘oral allergy syndrome” and is often found in people with pollen allergy. The fruits/vegetables…

And you’d be wrong, because this a real, documented thing. It’s not just tomatoes, either; a lot of foods break down in different ways vis a vis allergies depending on how they’re prepared—you can be allergic to fresh strawberries but not strawberry puree, too. CHEMISTRY!

I have an allergy to raw tomatoes (among other things). One of my “friends” refused to believe that someone could be allergic to tomatoes at all, much less just raw ones. She decided to test me by serving me a burrito with tomatoes hidden inside it. Thank goodness my allergy isn’t a life threatening variety. Thanks…

Maybe you weren’t a preteen when he was a handsome young prince, as I was. But I did get a chuckle at the suggestion that my standards are narrow because a blue-eyed, blond white man no longer fits them, so thanks for that.

With an uncomplicated second pregnancy and access to 911, you can give birth at home. Many women only go to the hospital for the pain meds! Considering the family’s resources (access to private physicians, etc) there’s no reason not to head home immediately after the birth.

My outer adult is crushed by how narrow your standards of attractiveness are. He’s a human, not a walking Tiger Beat poster.

Especially nut allergies. Those and shellfish allergies are the most likely to kill you, possibly within just a few minutes. My aunt and stepfather-in-law both have serious shellfish allergies, and we eat a lot of shellfish. So whenever they come over for dinner we just keep the food we’re going to use in another…

I had a coworker (who was otherwise an excellent server) get fired because he told someone a dish was nut-free when it actually had a cashew spread on it. We were busy, and he forgot, but it was extremely careless. He didn’t even bother to mention the allergy to the kitchen. I saw her get carted off in an ambulance on…

Thank you for writing this and for sharing this person’s story. I hope this gets mainpaged on every website across the interwebs. My daughter has a serious allergy to tree nuts (as in her throat will swell shut and she could die) and a good fifty percent of the time, when asking the server about the ingredients of a…

I’m allergic to tomatoes, potatoes and all other nightshades, people NEVER believe me.

This was like, 20 years ago, man. We didn’t do pictures for every fucking thing that made us sad/happy/hungry/apoplectic. We did not document our breakups and/or meals at every step. Although now that I think about it, the photo of me at 20, clasping on to a shitty twine leash of a cat trying to hide in a giant piece…

Please tell me the tattoo is of your cat on the beach, rocking its leash.

I took the fucking cat on the beach, with a makeshift leash (made out of twine) tied to his collar. Oh but not before I stopped two cops to ask “IS IT OK IF I TAKE MY CAT ON THE BEACH? I DON’T WANT TO BREAK ANY LAWS. ALSO, DO YOU THINK IT’S VERY LOUD DOWN THERE? I DON’T WANT TO SPOOK HIM.”

The look these dudes gave me,…

I doused myself in gasoline and set myself on fire after you broke up with Jezebel.

I was kind of seeing this guy for a while. I liked him a lot. We were in our twenties. He was an artsy weirdo musican type, and had been living with an older hippie chick who had two kids. They had recently broken up, and he didn’t have a specific place to live. He was moving out of their place but didn’t know where.…

Tried to stay friends.

after getting dumped in high school, i came home in tears and announced that i was going to slash his tires. i dramatically asked my mom where the box cutter was and she gave me a big hug and said “no, sweetie. what you want is a hammer and a screw driver.”

I’m not going to win one until they feature the category “the time you ate so much candy so fast that you didn’t know where it went and got mad at your roommate”.

NYE 2003: Long story short, I saw my long-term boyfriend making out with my “friend” (LIKE TWO HOURS BEFORE THE BALL DROPPED so there was no excuse). I screamed at him but didn’t bother with her because I didn’t want her to know she could get to me like that (she was SUCH a pathetic attention whore who lived for shit…