Let’s face it, my husband is forced into a diet not of his choosing, and certainly not out of necessity. It seems to be a common thing in super supportive partners as I’ve met many of you all and your special friends who also go g-free. NICE.
So it’s only fitting that on Father’s Day I honor the dude who eats gluten-free pizza with glee, with a few of his favorite gluten-free dishes. Maybe the dad in your life will enjoy this biz as well! Try it, he’ll like it! Or at least pretend to, because he loves YOU. Win/Win.
Complete with grease! YUM
Yes, I do like to pretend that I dine on the regular with Thomas Keller. When in fact, I just try every single one of the gluten-free flour blends that are associated with him (even though it is actually some rad lady who works in his family of restaurants that invented it). So I picked up the latest from Cup4Cup—the pizza crust! So. Damn. Easy.
So easy, in fact, I’m kind of regretting not going crazy on the toppings and instead playing it safe with the standard mozzarella and pepperoni. You can bet in the future I’ll be all arugala and proscuitto and some kind of white cheese truffle situation, because I CAN MAKE GLUTEN-FREE PIZZA, you guys. In my own home. In my own oven. In like, no time.
Yep, feeling pretty pizza-rific today. Thanks TK & Co. So here’s why it rocks so hard.
You guys can read backwards, right?
Get yer butt to the bookstore, people. Gluten is My Bitch is OUT.
P.S. I love you all.
You ever have one of those days when you’re like “‘eff you, and ‘eff that, and ‘eff that other thing”? Then you drive two-and-a-half hours home in horrible traffic and you’re like “I have to make ‘effing dinner? ‘Eff that too.” That’s where your Tasty Bite comes into play and saves your evening.
Normally I’m more of a make it from scratch kind of gal, but this whole commuting in LA thing has made me look much more fondly upon the packages at the store. Hence, my frozen brown rice from Trader Joe’s I dressed up to make “green” and my willingness to taste test some Indian food from the Tasty Bite people who sent me a whole box of yumness.
I admit I was not familiar with the Tasty Bite, but after reading a bit it seems like they’re all for the farm fresh, no BPA in packaging, carefully marking and creating the gluten-free, treating their employees right, and general goodness. The Madras Lentils that took all of one minute to heat up was certainly delicious, and I have to say I’m really looking forward to checking out the Satay Partay package, as I’m always ready for both a satay and a partay at any given moment. So thanks TBs, for the grub! As well as the ability to eat in five minutes so I could finally catch up on Game of Thrones.
Here’s how you do that quick green rice situation:
Oh yeah, I had a burrito. My whole family had burritos. We wrapped ‘em up, and chowed down like none of us have a gluten problem. I’d forgotten how much I enjoyed beans, meat, and cheese in a giant wrap. So I drooled all over these new Udi’s gluten-free tortillas that everyone agreed, “Tasted like flour!” It was weird, you guys. Burritos.
It’s been so long since I’ve done this, I actually looked up “how to roll a burrito” on YouTube. It’s okay, you can stop and take a look at that doood if that’s your thing. I couldn’t quite get through the whole tutorial, no matter how badly I wanted to, so my husband decided to do the gluten-free burrito roll in our house. But first, the ingredients!
Do you know what’s totally weird about LA? No, not the whole boobs thing, but the fact that you can find a gem of a restaurant tucked away in a strip mall. As someone who is easily swayed by flashing lights and a hip facade, I oftentimes keep on driving past “the best Cuban, I swear,” and right into the middle of Hollywood where I get gluten’d.
Over the winter break, my husband installed one of my new favorite apps, Lunchbox, on all of our devices. So instead of heading to the flashiest place on the block for a nice brunch, we popped that open and started staring at all the lovely food porn at Bea Bea’s in Burbank – a tiny joint on the same strip as Jenny Craig. Having inappropriate fantasies about huevos rancheros, I jumped in the car and drove straight to Burbank. Then I turned around and went back home to pick up my family who were pissed that I’d raced out the door without them.
Regardless, we all had a lovely brunch, the gluten-free madness was simply a bonus. Continue reading
They’re here! The holidays are all lined up and ready to kick your butt. And if you have a gluten-free cooking, food loving, slightly neurotic on your holiday list like my family does, you might want some gluten-free gift suggestions. Ten, in fact.
Okay, eleven. As there seems to be a very special gluten-free book available for pre-order on Amazon.
Of course, you have to wait until May 7th to enjoy that holiday gift. Which means it’s really more of a May Day gift. If people celebrated May Day by going heavily into debt. Still — !!!!!!!!!
So in addition to that delayed gratification, here’s what everyone wants under their tree and/or menorah this year. Swearsies. Continue reading
So this wonder of the world went into me yesterday. It seems Umami Burger has been listening to the cries of the gluten-free and have now introduced the gluten-free Loco Moco burger at their location in The Grove. I ate that!
I realize I may seem somewhat obsessed with this speciality burger shop, but that’s just because I am. They make some deliciousness up in there, people. Sadly, I’ll still be making the smashed potatoes at home since they’re fried up with other gluten’y things, but dare I say if you’re eating one Loco Moco you really don’t need a side dish. Here’s how it breaks down.
In case Facebook forgot to tell you, it’s totally my birthday today. While I closed my eyes, blew out none-of-your-business-how-many candles, of course I wished that someday I could eat gluten again. That, and for world peace. My birthday luck, however, had already been in full swing at this point since the amazing ladies of Whisk Gluten-Free Bakery had dropped off a box of this –
Or rather, if we had fall in Los Angeles. Which I wish we did, but it’s kind of redonkulous to complain about the weather here seeing as how it’s freaking perfect. But you know what? It’s not perfect when all you want to do is sit in front of a fireplace, look out the window at the leaves changing color, and eat a bowl of French onion soup. So, see? In this one very specific instance, the weather in LA sucks the big one.
What totally does not suck, is this French onion soup which I whipped up using a gluten-free soup mix because I’m lazy, as well as full-on in the fall spirit. Add some gluten-free bread from this company I’ve been digging, Against the Grain and cover it all up in Gruyère slices like so Continue reading