the end of a chicken © Lilly Schwartz 2012

This picture is actually not really a self-portrait. It was taken by my mum with my camera in automatic mode! Well done, mum! Since I’m ridiculously complicated with food thanks to my food allergies there is not much choice for me on long journeys. I can’t buy snacks anywhere like normal people, since gluten and lactose are off limits for me. I also don’t eat any bread, since gluten free bread in Germany just tastes awful. What to do then? On our 5-6 hour journey from Chemnitz to Düsseldorf I had some gummibears – my personal favourite -, some crisps (chips for you American folk) and instead of sandwiches I had a chicken leg! We completely forgot to slice it up and on the road getting the meat off the bone with a knife can be quite tedious. So, in the end I decided to just battle that chicken the old-fashioned way. It was hilarious, so my mum took a picture of me posing with the chicken leg. We all need the ability to laugh about ourselves, so I thought I’d share this document of my chicken encounter …