Backed up my iPad to the cloud yesterday pm and out of nowhere my original draft review of Gluten is my Bitch appears in my gmail inbox like Casper the Friendly Ghost and man don't watch the original version of that cartoon because the racist, sexist stereotypes make me want to censor my child's television agency and I'm not that kind of parent.
Wanna read it?
I think it's actually better than what I ended up writing/posting on Wednesday, but that's just me.Hands down Gluten is my bitch: rants recipes and ridiculousness for the gluten-free is the most irreverent guide to gluten-free cooking and eating I've ever read. It's also the only one. Can't claim to be late to the gluten-free party on this one. Gluten-free doesn't effect me, or my family, thankfully. Though secretly I believe it does.
You see the men in my life crap their pants. And I've always thought its just because they're men and men have inferior GI tracts. As Gaga says: Born that way.
My step-father farted constantly when I shared a household with he and my mom. Then at some point after my intended and I shacked up and lived together in sin he thought it was safe to let loose and it hasn't stopped since.
Lucky me.
I chalked it up to men and their sucky bowels. They're just meant to eat meat and be gone from home for great lengths of time with hunting parties so women don't have to smell their odiferousness, right?
Naw. It's Gluten, baby. But see if I can sell the hubs on that. He doesn't have a rash and he hasn't lost a scary amount of weight. So maybe it isn't gluten after all those are only two of many symptoms April Peveteaux breaks down for readers in this totally atypical guide to celiac disease.
I've never read one before because they're lengthy, complex, & not relevant to my life. But April's tone is fun. Maybe it touched me a the right moment. What's more fun to read than frequent reminders about crapping ones pants? Brings out the juvie in each of us.
Oh but wait. There are reasons other than suffering from celiac to go gluten-free like recovering from depression, brain fog, anemia, joint pain, mouth sores, acid reflux, anxiety, migraines, and other conditions. Who knew?
And that totally reminds me that one my friends' children has celiac. Kelly said integrating that into their family dinners hasn't been too tough, but in his classroom it can be dicey. April's chapter "Holy crap my kids a celiac" undoubtedly will reassure parents entering the celiac game at any stage.
The recipes look awesome. Didn't try them though because I don't have any gluten-free flours in my house. It appears though, for the most part, one could simply substitute gluten-free flours in ones old recipes. I know, but it's not so simple.
April shares several gluten-free cooking secrets like it takes longer for things to bake so make sure to really preheat the oven and others you'll not want to miss.
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