The Food and the Restless

Overly dramatic you say? Perhaps. Those who know me know one thing for sure: I love food.

I am not in any way shape or form referring to my ample waist line, though that may be considered proof. Also, I don't mean to imply that I have a lot of experience with many of the finer dining experiences. On the contrary, I love nothing more than a great pizza and a perfect beer. I would like to think I would know something was great cuisine when I tasted it. My point, should I ever get around to it, is that food is a great joy to me.

A couple weeks ago, my husband stumbled across an article on-line and it instantly clicked with him. We should eliminate gluten.

sigh

There are very VERY few forces on this world that could convince me give up pizza for any length of time.  My husband is one of those forces. I was further convinced by Lucky Charms.

My Tuesday morning is mine alone with both kids at school. Of course, I go right for the good stuff: Lucky Charms in a big bowl of milk. Mmmmmm. Until later that afternoon, that shitty little leprechaun turned on me. My stomach hurt so badly!  That was about a week and a half into the gluten free (er) eating.I'm a believer.

In any case, I am on my first trembly little colt legs on the journey of gluten free living. My tummy is feeling much better. My energy is up and I'm losing weight. I haven't explored much into the vast and complicated realm of baking yet, but our dinners have been mostly brown rice and whatever veggies we have and chicken with various seasonings. Not much sacrifice there.

So dinner is not so bad, but I'm home most of the day. Any person who has been home for any period of time knows the strange and secret power the kitchen has to lure you in with the promise of treats so lovely, so rare that you wander in several times a day. Perhaps such a thing has materialized! Well, there is nothing new and special, but I'll take some of these pretzels or crackers or whatever is most interesting. Only now, I have much less to choose from.

And honestly, I can't recall what I used to eat. I know that I miss it though.