Allergies make me discover the joy of cooking
Last night, I made ravioli from scratch. Well, actually, it was yesterday afternoon, well into late evening.
They turned out OK, but I think that I’ve learned a lot from that first experience and, with a pasta rolling machine, they could be much better the next time I make them.
Shelby’s allergy has made me more adventurous & creative in the kitchen. I like that. If there’s a food that we can’t find for him, commercially, we’ll try to make it from scratch at home, so that he’s not missing out on the basic joys & experiences in life. And, theoretically, I could make the home-made food much more healthful for us, if I wanted to. Usually, though, I try to make it just as salty & fatty & sweet & unhealthy as the store-bought brands 
