This is very stupid.

My spouse was diagnosed later in life with a severe gluten intolerance. She went from enjoying beer and soft pretzels to being told “never again if you don’t want to shit yourself in public”

We have a simple rule. Bog standard gluten stuff is fine for me to have, sandwich bread, cereal, etc.

They told me that it was just very upsetting if I was enjoying some delicious gluten treat that they could no longer have.

I love my spouse, so I don’t eat delicious gluten treats in front of them because it would make them upset. Instead I figured out how to make lots of gluten free treats we can both enjoy together. Sometimes I miss the ease of getting a Popeyes chicken sandwich (I still can as long as I don’t eat it right in front of them) but I’ve learned to make gluten free fried chicken we can both enjoy.

Maybe other people would think this is silly, but the person I love is worth it to me.

now i think you wife is a dinosaur.

She's a cutie-saurus.

ya for condiments everyone literally can just have their own jar. You are not required to use everything someone else used.

Especially when buying 2 jars means they are both being used at half rate, so you end up spending the same amount of $/month

Why did you switch mid-narrative from calling your spouse a "she" to a "them?"

My spouse identifies as non-binary and I try my best to use their preferred pronouns. That’s a more recent development and I’m used to calling them by feminine pronouns.

The first “she” is an old habit, my mistake.

A lot of people that turn everything into a therapy session in here.

Hint. He does in fact buy crunchy for himself. That's the joke.

Does it have a vagina? Or a penis?

My fiancé has severe trauma around mint, it used to be my favorite flavor, and I had a bunch of products that had mint scents. When they moved in, they felt bad about asking me to get rid of my mint stuff. Its been my pleasure to avoid mint for their sanity. I do still get mint ice cream if they are on a vacation without me.

Dw, you're not getting any in either case

this guy can still eat nuts and here he is complaining... smdh

They have a brain, and someday maybe you can too.

I don't deny that, just a weird word choice to use :)

When my wife wants to paint a room, she will go to several stores, and come home with dozens of white paint chips. Then she starts asking me which ones I like, and they all just look like white to me.

So I tell her to pick out her three favorites, and I'll look at those, choose my favorite, and then paint the room whatever color she tells me.

Peanut Butter is $40 a jar! Nobody can afford 2!

Exactly what kind of stinky cheese are we talking here? Cuz I love cheese, just about any cheese. I grew up seeing Looney Tunes cartoons make fun of Limberger, and I once got a big bite of real Limberger without knowing it, and it really did taste bad.

OTOH, I LOVE bleu cheese of any kind, and it doesn't get much ranker than that.

So what kind of stinky cheeses are you loving?

I find Skippy to be a bit too oily, but they aren't very different in taste.

A beautiful arrangement.

I had the exact same experience when I moved in with my girlfriend recently

It's a thing.

It works.

Bleu is nothing. Look for a munster, from eastern France (no, it comes from local dialect and not from "monster"). It smells from far away, but it's absolutely delicious!

I don't remember their exact names, but there are several types of Swiss cheeses from an area that one of my family members are from, where they make really strong cheeses and they are wonderful. When that part of the family have been vacationing in Switzerland, we sometimes gather at their place and have a cheese feast, tho it isn't a regular occurrence. It was during one of those occasions that my man found out how much I love strong cheese.

But yeah, I'm no expert on cheese names since I rarely dabble in the cheese world.

The cheese he got me was called Gammel Knas and had won awards for being the best cheese in our country. Despite being strong, it still managed to have a sort of sweetness to it, which was lovely. It isn't the strongest cheese I have ever had, nor the stinkiest, but it was a nice one. The most intense one I ever had was from Switzerland and it's like 20 years ago so i dont remember what it was called. It was just really intense. Almost made your eyes water and your throat burned a little.

Ironically, I'm not the biggest fan of blue cheese, but I think it's because I got a gorgonzola pizza at an italian reataurant for one of my birthdays as a kid and it tasted really good, but at some point it became a chore to eat because it was too big with too much cheese and I was a kid so it went from being a good experience to becoming overwhelming and nauseating. Since that pizza, I mostly steered clear of blue cheeses.

Chunky peanutbutter has gotten worse so I stopped getting it too.

Ensmoothification is real

I've been married for 17 years. I don't want to wash my hands after peeing, my wife wants me to wash my hands after peeing. I've washed my hands for 17 years.

What a weird question to ask about someone