James, the young cook whom I three part interviewed earlier on this sparse blog, has been preparing meals for people in Antarctica.
Yes, I respond to your thoughts, of course I'll be re-interviewing him shortly so you can all learn about it.
He was in touch recently and insisted I do so in fact.
So, anything in particular you'd like to know? (oo! Readers questions!)
A few months ago while I was making scrambled eggs* and Jasper got his hands to the mixing bowl and knocked it over.
He got some raw egg on his hands and then fidgeted while I tried to clean him and the floor up.
Then he trotted off and I started thinking about what else we were going to have for breakfast then.
And then Rachel noticed Jasper was scratching at his hands and wrists, and she put some of the medical cream we'd earlier been given for his dry skin on the effected area, but then his face started to swell up and go red around his eyes and he was freaking out and crying and we realised someone more was wrong and we took him to the hospital and they gave him steroids and eventually the swelling went down enough for him to open his eyes and the whole morning was very scary.
And almost 2 months later we had it confirmed (by the time booking in/results blah blah) that he's allergic to eggs (raw eggs in particular, but cooked eggs as well. And Horse and Cats apparently).
Id been giving him eggs for breakfast once a week or so since he was 12 months… how the heck did we not notice that he was always grumpier on days he'd had eggs? We felt pretty bad about that (until we found out that kids can develop egg allergies and that someone one I know only discovered he was allergic to eggs very recently and he's in his forties). Parenting is difficult.
So since we've stopped giving him eggs or anything with eggs in it (and dairy too as a precaution advised by the children's allergy specialist) the little guys been an even happier, even more energetic boy than he already was. Jasper seems to love chick-pea protein and calcium fortified rice milk on cornflakes even more than he did with regular milk. I wouldn't have thought it possible.
So better late than never.
Ahem.
Earl
*(hey, given that only one of the cooks I tried to e-interview replied to my questions, `scrambled eggs' have now officially become the closest thing I’ve managed to a theme for this very sparse blog). Hello irony, my old friend.
Earl Leonard
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