Say you live in LA. Say you live in LA, and you like gluten-free cupcake tops. Say you live in LA, like gluten-free cupcake tops, and free buttons with curse words on them. Now. You live in LA, you like gluten-free cupcake tops, free dirty buttons, and want to know if I have one of those high squeaky voices, or pack-a-day tenors. THIS WEEKEND IS YOUR LUCKY WEEKEND.
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Well, that was a fine howdy doody yesterday at the Celiac Disease Foundation conference. Holy moly, the gluten-haters were out in droves and I got to meet some of YOU guys. My awesome readers and fighters in the crusade against crapping your pants. You. Are. Awesome. See above for some of the awesome, but rest assured there are many more of you. Many, many, more. One of whom brought me this gluten-free churro cupcake that’s only made once a year, on May 5th in Pasadena.
There were, however, a few uncomfortable moments that naturally come when you’re out trying to hock your book called Gluten Is My Bitch: Rants, Recipes, & Ridiculousness for the Gluten-Free. Not to be an ageist, because I’m still chuckling over the septagenarian who screamed in delight when she saw my book and promptly called me a bitch. She was awesome. But between the mom who was shielding her tween from my booth, and the gentlemen who asked me what I meant, exactly, I realized I might have some ‘splaining to do. So I’ve worked it out, by age.
First of all, Happy Birthday Judah!! My little dude turned four today, and I’m trying to make it not totally awful. You see, we were supposed to be at Disney & California Adventure right about now going crazy at Cars Land, instead he’s trying not to throw up his gluten-free birthday cupcake. Although, considering this was Judah the last time we went to Disneyland -
All of this is to say, I was planning on being in a hotel relying on those swell people to provide birthday treats to my boy, and instead I had to hustle when I arrived home from Austin to a house full of sick kids. No Disneyland service, meant pulling together a last minute birthday celebration. For someone who is puking. Yep.
This is what happens when you see something on Pinterst you want right now, and then try to create it with gluten-free baking supplies already in your cupboard. Really, I should stay from Pinterest. Still, I thought these would make great Valentine’s treats for the kids and when they learned there were Oreos inside a cupcake and peanut butter, well, they weren’t very concerned with how pretty they were, or were not. Also, there wasn’t exactly a recipe on this pin, so I harkened back to my most favorite peanut butter buckeyes, and instead of just using peanut butter slathered on the gluten-free Oreos (Or K-Toos, as they are actually called), I did a mix with butter, sugars, and vanilla. YUM. Check it. Here’s the other thing that is highly suspicious in this pin, these Oreos are stacked two per brownie cake. My gluten-free versions are even smaller than the regular Oreos, but I had a feeling when I stacked them inside my cupcake pan that one would be way better than two. I was totally right about that. Check this. Watch out for that Franken-cupcake, people. That is not cute. Now sure I used cupcake batter instead of brownie mix, and sure I might have poured too much in fear of it not covering my faux-reo, and sure I’m not the world’s most craftiest gal. Still. That cupcake looks like a crazy boob!!!!
And this is why I am convinced Pinterest is a lie! A great big, huge, adorable, delicious lie. Still, you can try this with a gluten-free brownie mix, my peanut butter mixture, and faux-Oreos. Do let me know if yours turn out better than mine.
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
Well, hello there sunshine! I’ve missed you. Not that there wasn’t something amazingly romantically depressing about living, walking, and eating, all in the greyness of Seattle where the grunge movement began. There was. Also amazing? If you actually talked to people about your food sitch, they listened and took very good care of you in the Emerald City. Which means it was actually quite difficult to eat gluten if I didn’t want it. Yet, I did it. Of course I did. But first, let me wow you with tales of dining out that will make you want to book your next trip to Seattle, pronto.
The first event I went to was sponsored by Whole Foods, where we learned the sad plight of the honey bee. You guys, it’s scary. And awful, and we should all be constructing hives in our backyards if we want to keep eating food. I might be getting that wrong, so look here to learn more. And look here to see the very first thing I ate after arriving in Seattle. Continue reading
Just as I’ve been bitching and moaning about the lack of gluten-free pastries available where you can also sit down for breakfast, I stumbled into a gluten-free find of epic proportions. I took my little dude to breakfast at the Larchmont Bungalow yesterday morning and lo and behold — there were so many gluten-free options I bought things I didn’t even want or need! But not just any gluten-free goods, actual delicious ones that do not overwhelm you with the flavor of rice flour. Whoo-hooo!
The Bungalow is selling gluten-free goods from my absolute favorite bakery, The Sensitive Baker. Or whatever it’s called these days. That amazing gluten-free bakery in Culver City which is way too far away from my house. Look at the muffins! Continue reading