Only if you try hard enough. I mean, you gotta make a lot of poor choices all at once.

Typically, mushrooms pass relatively well, especially if you chew them well. “Chewing well” is not one of my strongest skills, especially while eating soup. Since mushrooms contain a lot of chitin, not chewing them well before swallowing gives you a bunch of indigestible chunks that your body just kinda fast-tracks.

Also, as someone with GERD and IBS who frequently makes poor dietary choices, I cook my hot and sour soup with ingredients that are extra-exciting. Such as enough white chili powder to get me sweating.

While confirming my understanding of how I turn myself into a fungi fire hose, I learned about FODMAP and the must likely reason why I’ve been crazy gassy in these weeks when I’ve made hot and sour soup most days of the week. Sometimes multiple times a day. I’m eating some right now…

I can’t even learn my own language!

So, he understands the concept of a safe space… But only for him? And only if it’s… a country?

When I offer her some, and says, “please no,” and looks genuinely concerned.

Homemade hot and sour soup with so many mushrooms that you have diarrhea 15 minutes later

Also: string cheese sticks torn lengthwise, lined up on a plate, and then hit with a searzall before getting a few dollops of whatever Italian spiced tomato sauce is in the fridge. I call it “plate pizza” and it makes my wife sad to see me eat it.