Why am I upside down? It’s because I’m made of cricket flour, isn’t it?
The very optimistic folks at EXO sent me an email one day. They have these gluten-free bars that are also GMO-free, dairy-free and they just happen to be made with cricket flour.
Now, I know that ants and crickets and things can make for some pretty decent food when you’re in a desperate place. And I consider myself mad lucky to not be in that desperate place. Which is why I was like, “No, thanks.” But the EXO gal was persistent and thought I would enjoy their flavorful and healthy bars, and why not just give it a try? I mean these people are balls out. Their motto is “Crickets Are the New Kale” for chrissake. They believe in the product and I decided to believe in them.
So I finally said yes and the Apple Cinnamon, Peanut Butter & Jelly and Blueberry Vanilla EXO bars have been sitting in my snack bowl for quite some time. This week I decided I would face my cricket fear, but only if the rest of my family did it first. I didn’t tell this kid what was happening.
And this one was laughing very hard after I told her, because her brother had eaten cricket flour.
My husband managed to disappear but my mother-in-law was visiting and was much more receptive to the idea of chowing down on bugs.
I’ll be honest, I still couldn’t bring myself to do it. And wow, are my kids mad at me for not telling them in the first place. Still, the taste testing mother-in-law had the following thoughts since she’s not afraid of a little cricket flour: Continue reading
So I was on my way to Sugarfish when I walked by this nice wood/glass/shiny metal building that seemed super cute. I made a mental note (La Brea and somethingsomething) to find out what it was, but then forgot. I remembered real quick when I met my friend in front of Sugarfish and they were all, “It’s an hour-and-a-half wait.”
Moms don’t play that. I mentioned that I’d seen a potential hipster joint, and my friend said, “Oh yeah, it’s great. Let’s see if you can eat there.” Turns out, that was a freaking great move. Continue reading
I could be in your house.
Whoo-hooo! It’s a long weekend for those of us in the States (no offense to my UK friends, because we still have a special relationship) and I’m personally super stoked about that. So stoked, that on this final day of giveaways I’m going to be giving away not one copy of The Gluten-Free Cheat Sheet: Go Go-Free in 30 Days or Less, not two copies of The Gluten-Free Cheat Sheet: Go Go-Free in 30 Days or Less, but FIVE whole copies of The Gluten-Free Cheat Sheet: Go Go-Free in 30 Days or Less!!!!!!!
Damn. That’s a lot of mail.
But first, the winner of yesterday’s challenge!
It’s true, I was given the nickname “Dairy Queen” due to my huge love of dairy. It’s also true that I can’t love dairy so hard anymore, making the nickname all the more tragic. Several of you guessed this correctly, because you’re on it, and one name was drawn from my daughter’s Dodgers hat. Joel MW!
Here was his answer: “The Dairy Queen, which is better than Drama Queen, although maybe the bit where you put that guy in a headlock qualifies . . . ;-)”
Oh, dairy. You were my first love.
And now it’s time for the next wins, wherein you guys have to do one super easy thing.
Betty White totally knows how to go g-free
Oh hey, guys. So you know I wrote another book? It’s totally true. I WROTE ANOTHER BOOK AND PEOPLE ARE SELLING IT!
This is my second book so you may be asking “What else do you have to say, April? No, really?” Well, it’s interesting because I find myself picking up my own copy of this new book several times a week. Not because I’m checking for mistakes. (Oops! Be sure to add 1 cup of milk to that Parmesan Popover recipe, you guys!) But because I wrote 100 freaking recipes and I need to remind myself what I can make for dinner.
The Gluten-Free Cheat Sheet: Go G-Free in 30 Days or Less is super useful. Not that my first book was not. That book was ridiculously useful, especially when you were looking for curse words to describe your current gluten-free situation. But The GFCS is all about living your life day to day and trying to manage your meals.
I’ll be honest, working up 100 recipes was not easy. I was cooking like a gd maniac last year, and I even hired a super duper recipe developer to help me when I was like, “I just cannot get this granola right. I cannot.” The result being, 100 amazing recipes that you’ll want to use when you just cannot order from the vegan/raw take out place for one more night.
Here’s the even better news: Continue reading
Yes, I realize I just complained in a big whiny way about not being able to eat out anymore, and wow, do you guys also have some stories!!! I’m feeling for all of us right now. Which is why I’m kind of digging this new way of thinking about dining out up in here. Up in my belly.
We all know you have to rely on your server, the chef, and anyone else who comes within spitting distance (nice visual, yes?) of your food. The more ingredients on your plate, the more opportunities for a lil’ gluten to slip in. Which is why I’m thinking when I dine out from now on, I minimize my chances of getting an extra serving of gluten in my meal by going simple. Continue reading
Somebody hold my hair.
Duuuudes. Something is up. And I’m so not happy about it. Or, I’ve just had some bad luck for the last 9+ months. Not sure which.
I believe it is clear that there’s no way I would have gone through the autoimmune protocol diet if I hadn’t been hurting. I’ve been hurting. And my last visit with my hot GI doc had him saying, “How can I convince you to not dine out?” Well, never. Because I like to hang out with friends, and eat new things and have a good time.
But the fact is, I have not been okay. So I did the autoimmune protocol diet and the one day I was not on point I got seriously sick. While I was adding foods back into the diet (because eggs and gluten-free grains, really?) I felt fine. But dairy was iffy and eating outside of my house was a nightmare, even if I skipped dairy and sugar and things. So, yeah. Continue reading
I just went on a short vacation and I didn’t get sick once! Huzzah! I’ve said it before, but I’m always so shocked at how gluten-free friendly New York City has become. Look at that plate of yum from my former neighborhood hang—Habana Outpost. I used to eat there once a week or more, and I wasn’t even gluten-free. I miss those platos.
You know, LA really needs to get it together. It shouldn’t be so hard for me to find new options, California. Anyhoo! Here’s where you need to eat if you’re g-free in the cit-tay. Continue reading