Hey gang! I just spent a bit of time in London and am now thinking about moving there. I’m kidding. Kind of. I mean it was fun, urban, safe—except for me never knowing which way to look for oncoming traffic—and we had an amazing time. Loved it. LOVED IT. I checked a few sites to … Continue reading
I am a lucky lady. So lucky I just spent 9 days in England and France. More if you count the endless flights, but that does not count and I’d also like to forget being crammed into a tiny space for 12 hours. If you’ve read my book, you know that I stumbled my way … Continue reading
Wine helps. When you have celiac disease, traveling is anxiety inducing. You know this. I know this. We all ‘effing know this. If you want to really relax, you either rent a house or apartment with a kitchen and BYOGFF. I’m sorry, I meant if you want to really relax about what you’re eating. There’s … Continue reading
Some places have the most amazing gluten-free bakeries, and some rock pizza like nowhere else. Vermont, or at least the adorable town of Stowe, Vermont, has none of these. A quick google search for “gluten-free Stowe, Vermont” did not help this lady much when I was planning my trip this September for an amazing screenwriting … Continue reading
Holy crap, moving sucks the big one. Even my dog knows the score. Yet, we just willingly hauled our cookies across town and are trying hard to set up shop again. And even though I know all of the fantastic reasons we just did this (walkable neighborhood, great middle school, gourmet soft serve on the … Continue reading
Just got back from Portland, Oregon. Totally full. In spite of a rocky start wherein I was chasing children and eating whatever landed in front of my face, the rest of my Portland trip was filled with gluten-free goodness. And goodness, and goodness. Lordy, do they know how to make a gfree lady fat and … Continue reading
Yes, I am super lucky. I got to go to Kyra’s Bake Shop in Lake Oswego, Oregon (Portland adjacent, and Uber-able) and eat all of the things. But lest you think Kyra is only about cupcakes, let me fill you in on what happens when you’re like, “Oh, hey, lady! I know we talk a … Continue reading
As someone who knows exactly how to prepare for, and enjoy, a vacation without eating gluten, I’m here to say that four days into my epic adventure I feel like my body has exploded from within. Instead of blaming poor planning (I have a list a mile long of safe places, and an adorable map … Continue reading
I’ve figured out the secret to hanging onto the fun, carefree, anything goes life we all had, or attempted to have, before kids. It’s called a week at Grandma’s house and I highly recommend it. The kids go to Grandma’s, that is. You stay put and do you. Of course you can’t be footloose and fancy … Continue reading
Holy crap balls, people. I’m shocked to still be here and not completely burned to a crisp on the side of one of the many Los Angeles freeways I’m forced to drive upon in this hellish beginning to summer, because I just freaking gave up and gave into the fire. How are you? Hot as … Continue reading
Gluten is my Bitch 