**Kelly from The Spunky Coconut is doing a Spunky Holiday for Easter, so I am linking this recipe to that. It is going to be a great round up pf Easter recipes. I was going to do a post on how my mom and I used to color Easter Eggs, but then I got sick. [...]
While checking in on twitter the other day, I had a DM waiting for me. (For those who don’t use twitter, it means Direct Message, as opposed to a tweet. Only I could see it.) It was from Lissy at glutenfreelissy.com. She thought it would be fun to try and spread a meme around about being gluten free. I agreed, and so here are my answers. Please feel free to answer them yourself on your own blog and spread it around. Just for kicks!
The other day, I wrote a post about making Elana’s (from Elana’s Pantry) chocolate chip cookies. I said I was planning on trying the vegan/dairy free version, soon. Shirley left a comment that she tried them, but it didn’t work out too well. She thought maybe it was the Sil Pat. Well Shirley, I think you’re right. I tried the vegan/dairy free version, and they were delicious. I still can’t believe these cookie could actually be good for me. I love these cookies.
While blogging and getting to know the gluten free community, I have discovered something about myself. I’m not the greatest baker in the world. Give me time, and I’ll get it, hopefully. But, if it’s not super simple (or even if it is) it takes me a few tries. If you read my attempt at gluten/dairy free puffed pastry, you will understand what I am talking about.
So, that is why I have been looking for a gluten free baking/cooking class to take.
Well, this post has nothing to do with food. It is all about me having to express my emotions. It’s something that every parent goes through but especially every mom. My baby’s first steps into the outside world and away from me. You see, even though the Little Man is not quite two years-old, he is leaving me.
This last weekend, we went to my father-in-law’s place in Big Sur, CA. It is on top of one of the hills on the east side of highway 1. It is just beautiful up there. As you go up the driveway, you can just feel any stress you have leaving your body. That is why I am so disappointed that my memories of this place will be forever tainted with being gluten-ed there on Saturday night.
In my last post, I said that I was going to try the Red Borscht, again. But this time I was going to try to make a crockpot version of it. Well, here’s the thing. It seemed to take just as much time, and it didn’t quite turn out the same. It still tasted good. Just a little different. This one turned out a little more red, while the other one turned out a little more purple. See.
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.