So as I briefly mentioned, after flipping out over gluten-free fried chicken last week, my daughter is getting tested again for celiac. It’s 100% true that this year, in comparison to two years ago, is definitely an easier pill to swallow. I know more, she knows more, we’re all like, “Okay, just tell us what’s up.” Still.
The name is no joke. I want to go back to The Addiction Bistro for every single meal. I mean, do you see that gluten-free fried chicken with mashed potatoes, cream corn and gravy???
I can’t believe I just now made it to this wheat-free kitchen, where everything is made from scratch, and the chef is the nicest man in the world. But I’m glad I finally did. I met Chef Johnny two years ago at the CDF Conference and I swore I’d be in soon. But I get intimidated by parking in LA because I’m a huge weenie and would often drive around West Hollywood thinking, “But I’ll never find parking!” Yesterday, I not only found parking, I found nirvana.
My son did too with his Bacon Ranch sandwich (he got the gluten bun, but everything is available gluten-free)—
You guys, this menu is so filled with foods you never thought you’d be able to see outside of your own kitchen. I have to go back to try the gluten-free French onion soup, meatballs, chicken Parm, the homemade sausages and hot dogs, the homemade pastas, and all the PIE. It’s the most extensive gluten-free menu I’ve ever seen, and they even have a gluten-free IPA on tap! I mean, come on! And I haven’t even talked about the brunch menu….
My kids were totally in love with The Addiction Bistro as well and Chef Johnny sent out this to win us all over, yet again, gluten-free style—
She’s got some celiac symptoms and since it’s been two years since the initial test (that was positive, then not) we’re getting her blood panel done again. It sucks. But I am more prepared to deal with it now if it we get bad news, and at least I know she’ll have a safe, and incredibly delicious, place to gluten-free chow down if it turns out she did inherit my crappy genes.
I’m super stoked to go back (as I’ve said a million times before) and get some gluten-free goodness up in me again. Don’t be like me and wait two years to go. You’re smarter than that.
So we played this game the other night at dinner, and like most family games I was totally in. Except for LIFE. I hate that game. The theme of this particular deserted (or is it desert? I don’t think there are islands in the desert, right? Or is that just a saying? Anyhoo.) was “What would your breakfast, lunch and dinner be if you had to eat the same three meals on a desert(ed) island?”
My family doesn’t do just one meal. We know that’s ridiculous.
Hello peeps! I’m freshly back from Minneapolis where General Mills is cooking up some gluten-free business. If you took part in the lively Facebook thread, you know that GM is changing the way Cheerios are made and as of this fall, 5 varieties of Cheerios will be gluten-free: Original, Honey Nut (woot!), Multigrain, Apple Cinnamon and Frosted.
Naturally, those of us who have celiac disease and other intolerances, allergies, and darn good reasons to stay away from gluten, are wondering two things: Is it safe? How does it taste?
Well, I can answer one of those questions.
It’s travel time, people. Spring Break is coming up, then summer and the next thing you know—BAM—the holidays. This means you need to be prepared if you drop dead, or barf a lot, or poop your pants, when you eat gluten. Any of those.
I’m heading to Minneapolis today to check out General Mills and what they’re laying down (Hint: it’s Gluten-Free Cheerios!!!!!!!!) so I’m packing all these goodies up in case I need some safe foods. Yes, it is a lot. And no, I probably won’t need it all since General Mills is taking care of gluten-free me and other GF peeps. Still, I do love carrying a sandwich around with me.
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From Bake Sales…..
Originally posted on Bake Sales Are My Bitch:
I know this is a food blog, and I’m not planning on eating Todd II, but let’s talk about hamsters. Because kids love cake and kids love hamsters. But that doesn’t mean they should have either, not all the time.
Last week was my son’s 6th birthday. I love my son, and I especially love making him crack up because he’s got a great sense of humor and he loves to laugh. While this is adorable, and fun and fills our home with an insane amount of joy, it is not a good reason to bring a living creature into your family unit. Still, that’s what went down.
You see, my husband had a hamster when he was a kid. He named that hamster, Todd. Rightly so, both of our kids found this name to be hi-lar-ious for a hamster. I mean, Todd. But it was the ’80s and…
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I had the pleasure of joining a group of ladies last weekend on a birthday trip out of town. I was the “new girl” which meant I wasn’t used to everyone’s stuff. Personal, medical, and food. Normally not an issue except for the fact that I was preparing dinner for the group first thing Friday night.
As I’m exploring on my side project, Bake Sales Are My Bitch, you can’t swing a cat without hitting someone with a food allergy/issue/whatnot. Of course I’m including myself in that cat swinging activity. Naturally when the call went out we had a fairly long list of food issues, well, for only 8 ladies. Again, I’m the celiac, and not blameless. And also super sympathetic, obvs. Still, the allergy to capsicum peppers was to be my Achilles heel.