Today we became those people...

The one's you find wandering around organic wholefoods stores. You know the ones; the people who pay $10 for four crackers that have fewer ingredients than normal. Not that we actually did pay that price. Honestly one doesn't miss crackers that much L

The whole thing started innocently enough. We were looking for a loaf of gluten free bread make by a certain company. Most of them taste so bad that when you find one that is edible untoasted you stick with it. We used to get it from the markets, but the woman there is so unreliable... one of those people who won't take names 'cos she will remember... and never does.

So we went to the first local store to place a regular order and while there managed to acquire some glorious dried figs, the kind with the sugar crystallised on the outside of them. He snatched the bag out of one's hand and ate the last one... the bastard! There was also a small block of white chocolate for Him and some liquorice tea for one small slave. The blood pressure is so damn low at the moment that one needs all the help one can get... besides, love liquorice tea J

Then we moved further afield to the next one who actually had a loaf of the bread in question and while there some fresh peanut butter also found its way in the bag. And that's how it begins people...

An innocent beginning...

That ends up with normal people crossing over to the expensive side...

And one of them falling into a carb coma after scarfing down two bacon butties, made on that bread and slathered in mayonnaise, for dinner.

Sobs this is what that gluten sensitivity has reduced us to... an evening of folding laundry alone!