After 13 years of not being able to eat raw carrots without inflaming my lips and throat to the point of speaking like a dying frog for six hours, I can eat raw carrots again. Not without a hummus or tea chaperone, mind you, but made no less random or extraordinary by that.
It is very important to note here that before Crohn's, carrots were my most favorite food. Cheese weighing in at a close second.
This. Is. Baller.