Oh, my boyfriend brought me a box of chocolates last weekend. I felt so bad. He knew when he gave them to me I couldn't eat them because it said on the ingredients list that they contained wheat (I'm actually allergic) He gave them to me anyway along with roses. I gave them to the rest of the family. I'm actually happy wheat makes me violently sick. Makes situations like that a LOT easier to deal with. Like those sample guys in the mall food court. "Is it gluten free?" While asking about a piece of fried chicken... fried anything, really
The process is simple: Free your mind, and your ass will follow.