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Bread

In the book Sugar Blues there is a story about how Andy Warhol used to go to the trouble to make himself a nice steak, then while it was cooking he’d eat bread with jam on it because, “all I really want is sugar”.  I feel the same way about bread. As a child I would eat wheat at every meal, and I mean the wheatiest wheat. While other kids begged for sugary cereals, I’d eat grape nuts with gusto, then often a wheat bagel for lunch, and either a sandwich on whole wheat bread or pasta for dinner. In my last year of college I worked at a Great Harvest in Cincinnati where we were allowed to take home old loaves. I lived on that bread, and when I went “grocery” shopping I’d go to a bagel shop and get a dozen plus about twice as many cans of diet coke. Maybe I overdid it…? Now, I don’t mind gluten free crackers or other baked goods~ I like Food for Life’s English muffins, PCC’s zucchini muffins (when my kids aren’t looking I can sneak one out of the four-pack) and I have made some decent scones and biscuits, but bread…it just isn’t the same. I have looked all over the Internet and in books for recipe that doesn’t call for a bunch of different flours and gums to just make a nice bready-bread, but it seems most people use about 4 different flours to try to emulate the texture, taste, and rise of wheat bread. This is off-putting to me simply b/c it waters down the whole grain taste with a much ‘whiter’ taste. Plus, I’ve heard some not-so flattering things about those gums. What are xantham and guar gums, anyway? I made the quinoa bread from Flying Apron’s book last night which I really like, but it isn’t a sandwich bread, nor a dipping into soup bread, so it is just an eat and enjoy bread, which is fine every once in a while, but I am determined to find something more versatile.

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Cook club

There’s been this idea rolling around in my head for a week or two that I need to flesh out. I have been thinking about starting a ‘cook club’ as opposed to a book club, where people can go to each others’ houses and cook. One person in the group would host at a time, showing the others how to make a dish that is either one of their weekly specials, or maybe a party favorite, or whatnot. Cooking with others is such a great way to spend time with people, and it happens less and less in this frenetic world, as do so many other things. It is one thing to exchange recipes, but to actually cook together…there’s just an intimacy in that. Plus, I for one know my friends routinely make things that I would love to try, such as sushi, or using a slow cooker. While living in Prague I initiated something similar where there was a group of four expats from various countries who always ate dinner together~ almost always out at a restaurant. I suggested that we each be responsible for making a meal once a week, or was it once a month? I don’t remember, but I do remember it worked out quite well four times exactly. After that we had pretty much exhausted our young minds’ recipe repertoire and the ingredients we had to work with were slim, as I have bemoaned before here. For the area in which I live now, it would be a good thing to do for the stay-at-home moms during the day. It would be nice if once a week you knew dinner would be something you already made with a group of friends. A slow foods idea in a fast paced world.

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Soup Satisfaction

I don’t know what it is about that lentil soup, but it just works some sort of soothing magic. My seven year old actually cheered enthusiastically when he came home and smelled it. He then ate a big bowl for snack, then another for dinner. All it has in it are veggies and lentils, well, and soy sauce, balsamic vinegar and olive oil plus quite a few herbs, oh, and salt and pepper, but anyway, all healthy stuff, so to hear him enjoy the soup that much is just a dream come true. He used to be the typical picky eater, just as my five year old still is, but these days he wants nothing more than to try all there is out there and give it a fair tasting. And the soup is good. It is called lentil soup but I think the leeks are a main part of what makes it so yummy. Actually all the ingredients are necessary, but I definitely tend to pack it as full as possible with leeks because of their mild deliciousness. The french bread mix actually turned out pretty good~ crustier than I would have ever dreamed and tasty. It was definitely better on the first day, as all crusty breads are, because of the problem of trying to keep them from going stale yet remain crusty, and it is very white. It seems to me there should be a way to get that kind of crustiness and general good texture with using whole grains. That will be my next mission~ to either find a recipe already out there or come up with one on my own.

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French lentils + French bread (gluten free)

OK, so I’m a sucker for a multi-word food item that begins with “French” but these two items were not planned together. It is a cool, fall-ish day here, a day that says, “Lentil soup, please” and I am more than happy to comply. It has been five months since I last made lentil soup, which I know because I defrosted lentils last week from the freezer that were labeled “April 2011”. It was too hot though, so I never made the soup and unfortunately threw the defrosted beans away. Today, when I was at Trader Joe’s, without my list, darn it, I noticed how good the potatoes looked and realized it was a perfect day for making soup, so I gathered up the few things I needed and headed home with a happy mission. Unfortunately, in the midst of chopping onions, shallots, garlic, carrots, leeks, and potatoes, I realized the broccoli I had in the fridge was not in good shape anymore. I briefly considered making the soup without broccoli, but the best thing about soup is getting the kids to eat their greens without too much complaining. So, off I went to the belly of the beast: Whole Foods at lunchtime. Not for the faint of heart, but at least I had my list this time. It was there that I saw, on the bottom shelf of the baking aisle, a gluten free French Bread mix from Gluten Free Pantry. I’ve been wanting to try to make a hearty European-style gluten free bread and honestly, this does not look hearty or sound like it will be very crusty, but I thought I’d give it a try anyway. It is simple enough, with just one rising involved, that if it fails in any way I won’t be overly traumatized. And if it is good, well then, that will be quite a good find. I’m looking forward to the smell of baking bread and dipping it into lentil soup. I’ll write later how it turns out with pictures if it is photo-worthy.

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September

These last couple of weeks have been eventful with summer ending and school beginning, a transition that was more poignant this year because my youngest started Kindergarten. Late August and September are actually host to my favorite time of year, when Fall starts to beckon softly at night and linger in the morning breeze. But there is a melancholy to it, that either suits one or it doesn’t, and I can understand why some people prefer Spring. For me that melancholy hits me low in the stomach, colored with hope, nostalgia, longing, appreciation, and a need for beauty…and I like it. It fuels me, somehow. Unfortunately I could use a dose of direction too, but the autumn winds don’t seem to carry that in her basket this year. She’s a bohemian at heart, at least in my mind’s eye, wearing bright colors with a haphazardness that accompanies her C’est la vie attitude. The leaves fall where they may, skirts flutter, sweaters shrug on and off as the sun plays off-handedly. With both my sons in school now I suddenly find myself alone for hours per day for the first time in over seven years, and I seem to be flapping my wings and getting no where. It’s only the third day, but really, I’ve gotten remarkably little done in those three days and it bothers me. This morning I ran into a good friend at the school drop off and we went to the Flying Apron for coffee and gluten free goodies, which was a treat indeed. They were playing really good music, the art has been changed since last week and I liked it, and the espresso was just what I needed. Another good friend told me about a new place in Redmond that is allergy-free and looks awesome~ we’ll be trying it soon with more information to follow. It makes me grateful, once again, to live somewhere with so many options for gluten free living, especially since last week I must have eaten some wheat accidentally because I felt sick for days. The reactions are definitely getting more severe which is not what I expected at all. Shouldn’t my intestines be getting healthier? What is the deal? Maybe I’ll use some of my new alone hours to find a Gastroenterologist who has more to tell me than, “you are too dark to be a celiac. They are fair. You look more like you are lactose intolerant.” Seriously, that was all I got from him. Then he read my palm. No, just joking about that part but that is how it felt! He did say that many people have problems with gluten, not just celiacs, but I guess I want someone to tell me for sure if I have a genetic issue or not, and not just jump to a conclusion by my skin/hair/eye color. I would like to know if my children are susceptible or not, after all. Don’t they have x-ray vision goggles yet in doctor offices? Someone should invent that.

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Hosting Disasters

Dietary restrictions always are tricky when cooking for other people. I’m always so aware of my own issues that I tend to overcompensate when guests are due. After all, not many people want to eat meals that are meat and wheat free, generally healthy and organic, so I get nervous when it is my turn to host, well, anything really. It doesn’t help that I’ve had some real disasters in my hosting past, most of which happened while living in Prague where the food selection was slim and I was young and trying out the whole adulthood thing for really the first time. When I first moved to Prague, in 1999, there were three of us in the flat. Early on we decided to host a hot wine party which was very popular in the Prague markets around town~ red wine warmed with an orange that had cloves in it, and maybe some cinnamon sticks…? Can’t quite remember. What I do remember is that we packed the flat with a bunch of people we had very recently met but didn’t really know, two of which were roommates who had been, well, let’s just say it was awkward between on of my flatmates and the two roommates, and actually everyone else there. We all clutched our wines, waiting for the conversations to flow, but discovered shortly that we had boiled the alcohol out of the wine. Painful silence could be felt in every corner of our small flat. I was sitting next to a nice Kiwi who asked me, “So, what did you do today?” I responded with a boring recounting of teaching classes and grocery shopping. Silence. Then, ‘what did you do?” He responded with about the same story. Silence. Then he asked, “So, what did you do yesterday?” at which point I excused myself and made a plan with my friends to get some more wine and turn down the stove top. Next, we had a Thanksgiving in between Canadian turkey day and America’s. Again, we invited everyone we met to join into our imported cultural event. This was a far more lively event, with guests proclaiming, “this is great duck!” And we’d say, “no! It’s turkey!” But alas, it was indeed duck~ that’s what happens when two vegetarians who don’t speak Czech host Thanksgiving in Prague. Next was a Christmas party during my sick months. I don’t remember it much, other than my flatmates putting a Santa hat on me to take pictures, surely an effort to make me look somewhat presentable. The festive sickling. The last hosting event was my own disaster~ my flatmate was elsewhere so I invited 3 Czech friends over for an ‘American’ meal. I should first explain that Czech food is meat and potatoes, bland and bland. I made spicy fish with hot peppers and spiced rice. All three looked like they’d just swallowed a torch with the first bite. It was obvious they hated it though they only spoken in English pleasantries. At some point one let on they were expecting McDonald’s type food. I’m sure that’s exactly where they went after leaving my place! Oh well. A flop or two is good for learning~ keep the audience in mind when cooking. So what are some good no-fail dishes?

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Meat Envy

This will probably sound strange to many people, but the truth is, I wish I ate meat. I’ve never liked meat, besides fish, and honestly I could do without fish quite easily, and have for years at a time. The mere thought of red meat makes my throat close and my mouth feel all dry, as though it were a non-food item that I were contemplating, such as a plate of Styrofoam or something worse. Poultry causes less of a reaction, but still is an unappetizing thought. So why do I want to eat it if it sounds, looks, smells, icky to me? Two reasons really~ the first is simple, my husband and oldest son like it so it’d be more convenient to make meals where everyone ate the SAME thing. Or at least 3 out of 4 of us. The second reason is a bit more controversial~ I want to eat it for health reasons, both for me and my sons. And no, I’ve never been an Atkins’ fool, nor do I think the world really needs another meat eater, but in an age where people are recognizing eating less meat is both good for them and the environment, I think it is smart to look at the whole picture for each individual. I have very specific reasons for thinking meat would be good for me and my kids, which is why I eat fish even though really, I could happily live on rice and beans every day. In my genes there is diabetes on one side and high anxiety on the other, both of which benefit from meat. For anxiety the B vitamins in meat are essential, though I get mine mostly from a pill at this point, but both Traditional Chinese Medicine and Ayurvedic medicine have also used meat as a ‘grounding’ agent, kind of the balance to sugars which give quick energy. When my sons show signs of anxiety, for example waking up with a nightmare or seeming more afraid of the dreaded hallway than usual, I pop a B12/B6 under their tongues and put bacon on my grocery list (the only meat they will both eat) and both items seem to help. For Diabetes, there is of course disagreement on the best diet, but it seems fairly obvious to me if you live on sugars, complex and simple, you are unbalanced. When I worked at a natural foods store my nutritionist manager once said, “show me a vegetarian kid and I’ll show you a diabetic adult.” I was taken aback b/c at 21 I’d been a (mostly) vegetarian ‘kid’ all my life. He said it was b/c kids aren’t really “vegetarians” they are “pastatarians” and that amount of carbs just ruins their systems. I was certainly a wheat-atarian myself. Apparently there is even a link between celiac disease and diabetes, so perhaps all gluten intolerant people need to be extra vigilant. Personally, I am very susceptible to sugar ups and downs and know that if I ate more pure protein it would definitely help, mainly because I have worked at putting more protein in my diet and have felt the benefits immediately~ changing to Greek yogurt, eating more eggs, snacks always include beans or cheese, and trying to make fish once a week. All those meat substitutes generally have gluten in them, and even if they don’t, they are generally much higher in carbs than protein. The verdict is still out on even soy~ once it is manipulated and processed it can be one of he most allergy provoking, stomach irritating, constipating and etc as the foods out there~ so although I love it, I am just as cautious with it as I am dairy. Beans, on the other, are awesome. No one has (that I have seen) come up with any reason to beware of beans while the debates on grains and meat linger on. So, maybe this fall I’ll start experimenting small~ perhaps some chicken broth in a soup or something similar. Maybe raw foods diet in the summer and meat eater in the winter? Do other people think about food this much?

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Pineapple Juice

While living in Prague my spectacular flatmate and I talked about everything under the sun, but really, the majority of the time, by a significant amount I’d say, we talked about food. Usually it was what we’d be eating if we were home right now, or in some other city, or what we ate at such and such restaurant, and what we would like to cook if only we could find the ingredients in these tiny little grocery stores. Because of that, I know far more about the frozen foods in Canada’s fine stores than any American should, and she probably will make a pilgrimage to a certain dark coffeehouse in a bad corner of Cincinnati one day. At the time we were both pescatarians in a city that is more red meat and potatoes than Texas. Needless to say, our options were limited. We lived on bread and cheese and surprise, surprise, I got horribly sick for months. At that time I was not aware of my gluten intolerance, but my natural foods background let me know it was something diet related. I started steaming broccoli for breakfast and living off Uncle Ben’s minute brown rice. And pineapple juice. Prague didn’t have much in the way of juices, but it had the best pineapple juice ever~ we drank it daily out of the same kind of box we later in the day would drink our ‘fine’ wines. The juice sections in Prague grocery stores at the time amounted to about half of an end cap. My flatmate went to Berlin over the holidays and all I remember from her trip was that the juice sections there were whole aisles, just like here. Anyway, at Trader Joe’s last night I saw they have a new pineapple juice in the cold section and I just had to try it. The ones in glass that sit on the shelf have never lived up to Prague’s standards so I have cautious hopes for this one. It isn’t organic so I won’t get it often, but in homage to my lovely friend and our days in Prague I’m going to down a glass and then throw together a sopsky’s salad, hold the fried cheese, please.

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Natural Perfume

At Whole Foods this evening I saw a roller perfume I’ve not seen there before…it’s called Love & Toast and I really like the scents! I only tried two of the four testers but I would definitely wear both~ they are floral with spice, and like the names suggest, there are fruits and sweets in the scents too. Walking out to the car in the crazy Saturday afternoon parking lot was far more enjoyable with the testers’ scents wafting up from my arms and chest. There are hand cremes there too which would make lovely gifts. I just might have a new obsession. (Besides fish tacos which I can’t get enough of lately, with a lot of cilantro, avocado, and pico de gallo.) These perfumes are a much better smelling obsession…my family will probably appreciate that.

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Build a Sandwich

After my lovely deli experience at the Whole Foods in Redmond, WA I decided to try my luck at the Bend, OR store. This time I did the build a sandwich which meant I could pick from a bunch of options in several categories such as; spreads, meats, cheeses, veggies, etc. What I got (hummus and veggies) doesn’t really matter, what is notable is how different the sandwich was. First of all, in Redmond they used the whole grain Udi’s while in Bend it was the white Udi’s. I actually didn’t see the packaging, but I’m pretty sure on that. Then in Bend the sandwich was just 2 slices, while in Redmond it was 4. They also charged me less than the advertised price in Bend by $2.00 but think that was because I didn’t get any meats or cheeses. It was still a delicious treat to walk up to a deli counter and get a gluten free sandwich, but I was just a little surprised that Whole Foods’ around the Northwest weren’t standardized. I actually think that is actually a good thing~ variety is indeed a fragrant spice!