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I came home after work, starving to death. I had to find something that wouldn't take a long time to prepare, because I can be really impatient if I'm really hungry. I saw a pack of mandoo in my freezer. I must've under boiled the mandoos. After finishing my meal, I had some kitkat for dessert. Everything seemed fine when I went to bed... until the middle of the night. I woke up feeling sick, and I don't want to share that much detail, but it was a repetition of throwing up and diarrhea every hour. I never want to experience that ever again (but I did in Mexico... hopefully it doesn't happen again).
Anyways, ever since that happened, I stopped eating mandoo. The thought of eating it made me nauseous. I was sad at first because I used to love mandoo, but I couldn't risk getting myself sick again.
Yesterday, my mom made mandoos from scratch and they looked delicious. They definitely didn't smell like the ones I got sick from, probably because my mom used beef instead of pork. Also, they are made by my mom, so I know the ingredients are clean and healthy. I decided to give it a try. It didn't remind me any of the bad memories of mandoo the last time I tried. They were delicious, and nothing happened last night! I didn't get sick! I finally overcame my fear of getting sick from mandoo. Yay! (Oh, by the way, I still don't eat kitkats.)
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