My pants are beginning to feel a lot like it’s Christmas, ya’ll. That’s because I just ate ALL THE FOOD. All of the delicious gluten-free Christmas food. Including the cheese ball. This cheese ball -
Which could actually double for a Super Bowl recipe. CHEESE BALL!!!!
I’m totally addicted to this new cookbook, Great Balls of Cheese and am determined to make every ball in there. And I found the perfect excuse to make this beer and pretzel version gluten-free when I found Omission’s IPA at Whole Foods and I needed a dark’ish beer for this particular cheese ball, and guess what, they also had Glutino gluten-free pretzels. Also, Whole Foods gave me a great opportunity to pretend it was Christmas early by providing my fab readers (myself included) with a gift card giveaway ($50!!) to that healthy, gluten-free friendly grocery store for all of your holiday needs. All of them. So I did!
Here’s what you’re seeing in that overall pic, but close up because I want everyone hungry right now. Here’s the London Broil, aka, the main course-
Do you know what goes well with a London Broil? A gluten-free potato and Brussels sprouts gratin.
Who wants fudge? I do! Oh, and don’t forget about those cinnamon scented pine cones you see out front of your local WF store. Mmmmm, smells like Christmas.
You don’t think I’d forget about salad, do you? I just whipped up an easy fresh kale salad with pomegranate seeds and a lemon olive oil dressing and served it alongside a glass of sparkling wine with a splash of pomegranate juice. That is festive as hell. Why yes, I DID get all of this at Whole Foods.
So get ready for the gluten-free holiday you guys, and get ready to win $50!!!! Answer me this in comments for your chance at a random drawing by Monday, December 23rd: Which one of these recipes made you the hungriest?
Oh hells. You guys, I’ve been busting my ass to make zero mistakes, especially after the last few months. Which is pretty freaking difficult when you’re on the road (unless you’re in Portland, more on that later). So what I did yesterday is basically inexcusable. INEXCUSABLE. Here’s what went down.
I have a lunch problem. This existed way before my celiac diagnosis. I always hate trying to figure out lunch. Breakfast? Lay it on me: gluten-free cereal, bar, gf oatmeal, eggs, whatnot. Dinner? Well, I think you know I can fry up anything and put some gf pasta on it. I’m cool. But lunch is so freaking challenging and I’m not sure why. If I don’t have leftovers, I’m a wreck. I drive around in a daze trying to figure out a) who has the best parking, b) and has gluten-free food, and c) is going to make me feel okay in the middle of my work day. Don’t think that I don’t get that ‘c’ might be the most challenging part of this equation.
So yesterday I did not have any of that delicious gluten-free deconstructed lasagna on hand (See: Recipes, Gluten Is My Bitch: Rants, Recipes & Ridiculousness for the Gluten-Free) so I drove aimlessly. Sure, I needed some Mucinex, because GD I’ve got this upper respiratory situation again, but I wasn’t exactly planning on ending up at the Whole Foods in Santa Monica where everyone is angry and sometimes they give you nachos with all of the cheese melted on the bottom. But I did. You know who doesn’t carry Mucinex? Whole Foods.
Just like a hoarder, I’m collecting all of my receipts to Whole Foods. Partially for tax reasons, and a little bit just to remind myself that I’ve got to cut spending elsewhere since I’m spending my entire salary on gluten-free groceries. I’ve said repeatedly, thank god I still don’t live in rural Oklahoma, and instead can take advantage of all of the gluten-free options a metropolis like LA has to offer. I should add to that thanks to the maker, and that my family can even afford the extra expense. So, thanks to Lifetime television network as well. There, I’m done being thankful.
When my buddy Jeanne Sager wrote on her blog, Inside Out, about people giving crappy food’esque products to food drives for the poor, it made me realize I had a duty, as a celiac who can even shop at places like Whole Foods, to bulk up my local food bank with some gf goodness. I can hear people snickering a little bit, because let’s face it, gluten-free eating is not always taken seriously. Continue reading
Welcome to “I Ate That” where I daringly shove food down my gullet in the name of science. Or rather, in the name of finding a delicious substitute for my favorite gluten-y foods. Since I like to brag about eating crackers, it’s only fitting that I kick off this taste test with that one crunchy, wheaty, item that I honest-to-god could never live without: the cracker.
As a delivery system for cheese, you can do no better than a cracker. In fact, I say, could there be any higher honor for a food stuff? Table, saltines, seeded, baked, fried, sun dried . . . I’m not discriminating. I just need me some good crackers. Luckily, the cracker game is one that gluten-free is winning. In fact, there’s one cracker I would eat even if god herself came down and told me that I could gorge on gluten and never watch what I eat again. Continue reading
I’ve only been back from Austin, Texas for a few hours and already I miss the ease of dining as I struggle to figure out where in the world to grab take-out that will appeal to my picky daughter and my celiac self. Because basically, my mind was blown this week as I chowed down in the best city in Texas (and quite frankly, a five state radius). Here’s what happened in the first 36 hours I was there.
I went to three restaurants in a row that handed me a gluten-free menu. Three! Three gluten-free menus — in a freaking row! They know how to treat a girl who can’t hang with wheat. Also, check out that grocery store aisle above in Central Market. So much g-free business I had to walk away without buying anything so as not to buy EVERYTHING. Whole Foods, you need to take a lesson from the greatest grocery store of all time. Alternately, Central Market — please come to California. You know you want to, especially in the summers.
So here’s where I dined, and you should too if you’re looking for a good gf time in the live music capital of the world. Continue reading
Oh, beer. I miss you. Or rather, I miss the idea of you (but IPAs, I do actually miss the drinking of you, a hell of a lot).
But ever since I found out beer is chock full o’ gluten I’ve been gazing fondly at the Sierra Nevada, and lamenting the fact that I can never, truly, enjoy visiting Portland, Oregon again. Luckily in the ever-expanding world of gluten-free goodies, there are a few people out there making a valiant effort in the world of beer. Sorghum is usually the grain of choice, as you can see in this display at Whole Foods, which admittedly, made me a little giddy.
However, all beers are not created equal, and that goes for the healthy for celiac versions as well. In my expert opinion*, these are the tops. Continue reading
In my ongoing attempt to spend what should be my rent check, on gluten free goods at Whole Foods, I tested out these pre-balled gluten free chocolate chip cookies from Immaculate Baking Co. First I had to test the “raw cookie dough” flavor (duh, it wouldn’t be a proper test without it), and the first doughy bite made me want to eat more. So that was a win. Continue reading
I’ll admit that after my initial diagnosis I wasn’t really taking this gluten-free thing that seriously. I had already decided that every third Friday was “Gluten Gorge Friday” and a cupcake from Magnolia every now and again wouldn’t kill me. Then I had my sit down with my GI doctor where he scared me straight. See, I’m incredibly lucky that I — unlike many celiac disease peeps — was only sick for about three months before getting my diagnosis. And I started to feel better even before my diagnosis, and abrupt change to my diet. Sure I lost a weird amount of weight in those three months, and I was a total mess of a girl, but after coming out on the other side I quickly forgot the pain that pasta could bring. Then the doc showed me my non-existent villi in my small intestine and started throwing around words like, “diabetes” “osteoporosis” “stroke” and the dreaded “cancer.” Which prompted me to go to Whole Foods and come home with this: Continue reading