When life is getting you down, people, here’s a fantastic example of “it gets better.” You see, last Friday night I got gluten’d while dining out. I was not a happy lady, and the next day I had promised my daughter we were going to do something awesome, just the two of us. Even after my nap I was all, “Sweetheart, you know how mommy has this gluten thing?” But her big ol’ sad eyes made me get my shit together and take that kid ice skating. Sigh.
A funny thing happened on the way to the skating rink. This skating rink -
I stumbled upon that beautiful SweetWheels food truck and almost Roker’d my pants. In case you can’t read the up close it says, “Gluten-Free Churros.” Yes it does. After my little lady and I took a skate around the rink, we stopped by again and the truck was totally open! Here’s what a gluten-free churro looks like.
Sure, it’s a little racy if you can’t identify it right away, but man, it was light and airy unlike any gluten-free treat I’ve ever had. EVER. I loved it so much. That’s caramel sauce hiding underneath, people. Even if the lady yakking it up in front of me was all, “But are you sure it’s safe to eat here?” Listen, I know if it’s not all gluten-free you’re risking some normal flour getting up in your business, but if you had eaten a bite of this churro, or this gluten-free peanut butter chocolate chip cookie -
I also enjoyed talking with the lovely ladies who run that truck, and the chef is NOT EVEN GLUTEN-FREE, you guys. She is just providing amazing gluten-free treats out of the goodness of her heart. Churros. Gluten-free churros. Damn.