Evgeni Malkin’s Mama’s Champion Red Borscht (Naturally Gluten Free)

I am from Portland, Oregon. I love my hometown. It’s a wonderful place. It has a ton of beautiful green trees and colorful flowers thanks to all of the rain. It’s called the City of Roses for a very good reason. It also has fabulous food. In fact, I have recently found out that there is great gluten free food all over the place there. I really need to get into town and try some the next time I am up there. I, also, love how many galleries are all around. I miss First Thursdays. Gallery hopping and wine drinking all evening on the first Thursday of every month. Then there is my favorite: all of the professional sports teams. Oh, wait a second. Never mind.

Italian Chicken Stew Recipe (Naturally Gluten Free)

That was a great story, but why, oh why did I write about it?

Well, I really wanted to write about a recipe that I found on the internet and changed a little to fit our needs. The dish I made actually reminds me of the above dish, but I thought the story sounded much more interesting than: I was trying to find something to do with this chard I got in our Friday Farm Fresh produce box, so I surfed the web… I just thought that was too boring.

Anyway… I was trying to find something to do with this chard I got in our Friday Farm Fresh produce box, so I surfed the web…

Adopt a Gluten-Free Blogger “Cream” Puff Attempt

I’m pretty good at cooking, too. I have my basic dishes that I make a lot, but they rock. And I am working on branching out to new things. Baking is another matter. I really like it, but I bake cookies. That’s about it. So why I chose a gluten-free, dairy-free cream-filled puffed pastry as my recipe for ‘Adopt a Gluten-Free Blogger’ is beyond me. What was I thinking?

Crockpot Lamb and Cabbage Recipe

My mother-in-law is half Irish. My father-in-law is also half Irish, which makes my husband half Irish. But this is about my mother-in-law. I have been with my husband for over 10 years, and almost every year on Saint Patrick’s Day, if we were in the same city as my mother-in-law, we would have corned […]

A New Journey of Gluten Free Food Discovery

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.