When I went to school, my mother packed a peanut butter and jelly sandwich on white bread for me. On some days, she’d switch to a couple of slices of bologna with mayonnaise—also on white bread. Cookies or an occasional apple finished off the meal. Packing food for lunch was pretty simple. We’d rush to long rows of tables when the bell rang, then stuff food into our mouths as fast as possible so that we’d have more time to play outside at recess.
Life has become more complicated for parents and kids. There are all sorts of dangers lurking out there, some real, others exaggerated, and some imagined. Food allergies appear to be the newest terror ready to pounce on unsuspecting children and their parents.