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
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
When one writes a book such as The Gluten-Free Cheat Sheet: Go G-Free in 30 Days or Less, one goes through an editing process. It’s true! Not every word I write is brilliant or spelled correctly. Shhh! Don’t tell anybdy. Sometimes words are removed that you feel need to still be said. So I am … Continue reading
Somebody hold my hair. Duuuudes. Something is up. And I’m so not happy about it. Or, I’ve just had some bad luck for the last 9+ months. Not sure which. I believe it is clear that there’s no way I would have gone through the autoimmune protocol diet if I hadn’t been hurting. I’ve been … Continue reading
Most people won’t associate gluten and the horrors of September 11, 2001. I mean, duh. I wouldn’t have either if I hadn’t been spending so much time in the bathroom after a gluten-ing earlier this week, and therefore was able to read the extensive New York magazine encyclopedia of 9/11, ten years later. And it … Continue reading
Gluten is my Bitch 