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the story of the lactose-intolerant meiadeleite

i feel like this blog (ergo, me) is in need of a swift kick in the butt, to set it back straight. there’s so much to tell you… let’s just get to it!

friends who stay with us often seem surprised to discover that i, miss meiadeleite, cannot stomach milk. it wasn’t always this way. i used to love drinking milk with everything, up until about 3 years ago.

but then, in early 2011 i stopped drinking milk, as part of our diet experiment. i didn’t really miss it, so i skipped it for months and promptly forgot about it. later that year, i received my 23andme dna test results and was a bit intrigued to see this:

“who, me? lactose intolerant? nonsense!”, i thought – i drank milk my whole life!

but then i started to think about it… and some things started making sense. in the last few years, every time we went back to portugal, we ate whatever our parents put in front of us – not wanting to burden them with too many rules and restrictions on our short time there. so we drank meiadeleites for breakfast and ate leite creme to our little heart’s content… and invariably, while we were there, i’d get stomach problems. i would write it off as the consequences of general unhealthy eating… but then it got me thinking… could it be that when i stopped drinking milk every day, my body just gave up on dealing with the lactose? (i imagine it doing it in a overly dramatic fashion, with a big sigh of relief…)

this was a valid hypothesis, so, as scientists that we are, we experimented. the results were quite… striking. a glass of milk? immediate disaster. a tiny yoghurt cup? disaster. cheese was ok in small doses, as was butter, but all the rest was off the table.

and this is how i found that i’ve made myself lactose intolerant. the name of this blog hasn’t made sense for quite a while now, but i don’t mind. i know i could probably re-introduce it in the diet if i wanted, but truth is, i just don’t miss it all that much – and when in doubt, there are usually lactase pills nearby! :)

“falling is just like flying…

… except there’s a more permanent destination.”

after 2 years waiting, it’s now less than a week for a new sherlock episode to air! this makes the fan in me very happy indeed :D

happy holidays!

i’m a bit late in my christmas wishes this year… but i do hope you had a nice time with your loved ones, wherever you are! we’re currently in portugal, dodging the rain while enjoying lots hugs and good food. it’s nice to catch up with friends… and meet their new babies! it feels like everyone is either pregnant or cradling bundles of cuteness these days! :D

for our season’s greetings this year, we did some scratch postcards using this recipe. they turned out great, and were a big hit with young cousins, old grandmas… and everyone in between! :)

1, 2… start!

the new list is finally done, and as i wrote the last item, i breathed a huge sigh of relief. this is the third incarnation of the 101 things in 1001 days, and as years go by, it gets harder and harder to come up with items to fill it up, each one carefully twisted and turned before being written down… “do i really want to do this? or is just a wishful thought that will only bore me in the long run? will it be worth it?”

i do love a plan and a timeframe though – i don’t think there’s a better way to achieve anything. so here it is, the plan for the next 1001 days.

if you think you can help with one (or more) of these, do let me know! :)

one second every day – august 2013

we’re back in berlin, after what feels like a whirlwind summer of travelling and adventures. we filled our bellies and our hearts to the brim, collecting hugs and sunshine wherever we went. it was glorious.

we’re back now, and i’m still lazily sorting frames and memories. here are the highlights from our beloved month of august:

- smoke sauna, korvapuusti and lots of other lovely things in finland
- exploring teufelsberg
- attending some portuguese romarias
- hugging lots friends and family, and even meeting cousins for the first time
- discovering a little bit more of lisbon and sintra