Since we had a full kitchen my anxiety was at a good low. We were able to pack lunch's for when we went out, and made dinner there each night. It really took the stress out of it. We did eat out one day for lunch. When I asked the waitress about nuts she knew her stuff. I was so grateful. Our friends were great about asking what he could eat too.
When we went to the amusement park I brought his lunch and snacks. It made the day so much more enjoyable. I didn't have to worry about what to feed him, or if the teenagers behind the counter actually knew anything. It's really hard giving your trust to strangers. I think that is one of the hardest parts of this whole thing. You have to trust that a server actually knows or asks the chef about possible nuts. Then you have to trust them to tell the chef when putting the order in or for the chef to remember when he is preparing the food. I've worked in restaurants in the past and know first hand how easy it is for a waiter, waitress or chef to forget stuff. That is the terrifying part for me.
So we survived, and had an amazing time. This was a great first that I will always remember.