Gluten blip

The e-bar accidentally served me shrimp on wheat pasta Tuesday night. I had ordered a different gluten-free shrimp dish the server recommended, but received the wrong plate. An open mic session was underway. Distracted, I assumed the stuff under the shrimp was rice pasta, and ate most of it before the server realized her error. They gave me my original order and a third glass of wine on the house.

The previous two gluten mishaps have had unpleasant consequences, so I expected the noodles to make me very sick. They didn't. Through the week I've felt cramps and listlessness so minor I might not have noticed if I hadn't been paying attention. My guts are confusing.