BUBBLE CHILD | banishing the bane of the food allergy.
For someone who, as they say, “lives in a Bubble” and who can’t touch anything, I refuse to eat food subpar of delicious. Food is something of magic to me, a convivial necessity not just to fuel the body but also imperative to the enjoyment of existence.
I discovered my acute food allergies at age 10 after eating a Brazil Nut sent me to the hospital, arriving with 3 minutes left to live. My eyes became glued to the ingredients labels of food like it was my job–that’s probably why it now is. I started this blog back in 2009 as an inspired foodie discovering my added food intolerances. I work on it today as a trained chef.
During my years of professional culinary experience and personal conversation, I’ve found there are many out there like me who have trouble digesting things they never could eat—or worse, once loved eating. For these traits, I have taken to calling us “Bubble Children,” all of whom I consider friends, and this site is for friends.
Although ordering food at a restaurant may pose problems, coming from a chef who started toting around an Epipen before a training bra, I want to bring the restaurant to you. Food is such an important part of living joyfully, a universal form of gratification. I would never want anyone to suffer from not being able to enjoy the fruits of this life.
Erica von Trapp
bubble child chef
photo: Lauren Jane Berger