I like to make broccoli-romano risotto, but I hadn’t made it in years because D (who generally avoids cheese) didn’t like the smell when it was cooking. I made it on Tuesday, though, because D doesn’t even live with me now, so why not? The funny thing was that yesterday, when I reheated a serving, I sat down on the couch next to the lump Ajani made by burrowing himself under the couch cover, and started to eat… and I suddenly heard an unusual meow. Loud, perhaps angry, perhaps plaintive? Ajani dug himself out and looked at me, as if to ask, why was I eating something that smelled so awful?
It's delicious though. But last night I woke up with a headache for the second night in a row, and I remembered that aged cheeses can be high in tyramine, which can lead to migraines. I’ve been avoiding processed meats and peanut butter, but I’d forgotten about aged cheese. The internet tells me that the tyramine levels in romano are typically four times higher than in parmesan, so I guess the next time I want to make risotto I should try parmesan instead. Meanwhile, I have about five more servings of this delicious food that apparently I shouldn’t eat…
It's delicious though. But last night I woke up with a headache for the second night in a row, and I remembered that aged cheeses can be high in tyramine, which can lead to migraines. I’ve been avoiding processed meats and peanut butter, but I’d forgotten about aged cheese. The internet tells me that the tyramine levels in romano are typically four times higher than in parmesan, so I guess the next time I want to make risotto I should try parmesan instead. Meanwhile, I have about five more servings of this delicious food that apparently I shouldn’t eat…