Moving on Up!

Strawberries | glugleglutenfree.com

This is it. While Glügle Gluten-Free website will stay up a running to support my gluten free consulting business in the Monterey Bay area, the rest is moving to Tia’s Kitchen. I AM SO FREAKIN’ EXCITED! Yep, I screamed that. Sorry. I just can’t help myself. Since I have decided to stop limiting myself to […]

Food Allergies – $^&@#$

It suck to have an Egg Allergy | glugleglutenfree.com

Uh, yep. Food allergies suck. That’s how I feel. Well, I should say a I FEEL a bit better, now. Let’s go back a bit. So, quite obviously, I have been gluten-free for a long time. Since the summer of 2006. I have never been officially diagnosed with Celiac Disease. I was looking for anything […]

Gluten-Free Strawberry Zucchini Muffins

Gluten-Free Strawberry Zucchini Muffins | glugleglutenfree.com

She has returned from hiatus! No, not Meredith Grey. Just me. As I said a couple of months ago, I needed to take a couple of months off from the blog to catch up on everything else. Funny how that couple of months thing worked out. I kept to my word. I wrote a few posts that I had […]

NFCA and Celiac Awareness Month

So, I am trying to take a break from the blog to get my life in some kind of order, right? Things are just too crazy, and something has to give for the moment. But, I promised certain blog post would go up, so I keep my promises. And, somehow, in this promising that I […]

Answers to My Lies (and Truth)

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The truth. And nothing but the truth. Diane forced me to lie (yes, I am going to keep blaming her. I didn’t say I wasn’t going to blame. I’m just not going to lie anymore. At least not in this post.), and now I will tell you all the truth. I was going to just […]

A New Journey of Gluten Free Food Discovery

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I have such strong, fond memories of food. When I was little, I remember coming home from school and opening the door of my house to the smell of freshly baked chocolate cupcakes. The smell was so warm and enveloping. It would carry me down the hall and into the kitchen, where my mom was putting the last touches of icing on. She would be standing there in her apron with a tall glass of cold milk in one hand and a warm cupcake in the other. She’d have a huge smile on her face and ask me how my day was. O.K. Ummmmm… So right now, my mom is wondering who’s blog she accidentally clicked on or what strange, crazy drugs is her daughter taking.