I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again: My biggest fear as a celiac is being put in prison and having no gluten-free meals. This is why I never kill people or rob banks, mostly. I also have anxiety about hospital stays, earthquakes (although I have a solid plan about grabbing a bag and throwing … Continue reading
Before any of you lifelong Californians or folks from the Far East jump in, let me just inform you that I come from the land of tornadoes, came of age in the land of the occasional terrorist attack, and am very, very new to the land of the “you-never-know-when-it’s-coming” earthquake. I guess it’s just what … Continue reading
Whooo, daddy! By the time you read this I will probably be trying to hustle everyone into the car for our West Coast road trip to book events in San Francisco, Portland, and Seattle. Or I’ll be sitting here lost in an Internet hole while the family is downstairs all buckled in because Paula Deen, … Continue reading
So we had a thing last night. A thing that looked like oceans of water flooding down the street as we turned the corner, to go up the hill, and home. Turns out that water was coming straight from our house! Needless to say I met some neighbors that I’d never had the pleasure to … Continue reading
Let me just start off by saying I understand that by being invited to a party, I’m already super lucky. Complaining about said party, is really bad form. But I’ve never claimed to have great form, so here goes. You know, party people, you don’t have to put flour in everything you put out on … Continue reading
So basically, I’ve decided that when you’ve got to get out of your safety zone, and fast, this note is what you should have pinned to your chest. It’s nice, no? Add a few almonds and gluten-free crackers and you could probably survive the apocalypse. It’s been a cuckoo time here at GIMB, and as … Continue reading
Gluten is my Bitch 