These gluten free pancakes looked gorgeous, cooked beautifully, and soaked up maple syrup like nobodies business but tasted, well, they had no taste. They were from a mix. This mix was an educational experience because I now know it is possible to have the fluffy consistency I love in a gluten free pancake. But, I crave a little more taste...
I will keep plugging away....
Saturday, May 10, 2008
Pancake Fake
Thursday, May 8, 2008
Going Gluten Free
Going gluten free has been a real challenge and I wasn't sure how my munchkins would view a gluten free lifestyle. Except for a few wishing moments, they have taken to it like ducks to water. I resorted to a well-tested parenting ploy - bribery.
Oh, you can call it anything else that you want: setting a context, supportive environment, organization.... but we know it's real name.
I am not making light of a gluten free lifestyle. Not everyone in our family needs to adhere to this way of eating but everyone will be strictly gluten free for a month. This time has given us a new appreciation of the family members who must adhere to a gluten free diet.
Back to the bribery. La Famiglia would be so proud.
I purchased small stackable shelving containers of three different colours and labelled them with each child's name. This is called the "snack" stack. Each child has their own supplies of snacks and they are allowed one snack per day. They could trade with each other if they didn't like a particular snack.
The only criteria was that the snacks were gluten free, not healthy, gluten free.
Snack food in this house meant fruit, vegetables, and generally healthy unprocessed food. I'm a bit fanatic when it comes to food ingredients. Any food product over five ingredients is slung back onto the grocery shelf. This was a stretch to choose products solely on a gluten-free basis.
A really big s-t-r-e-t-c-h.
Gluten free gum, candy, chocolate, chips... the list of gluten free garbage is endless. I had to balance it with healthier options of dried tropical fruit, nuts, applesauce cups. I couldn't help myself.
My children think this is an adventure. They love the idea of choosing their indulgences. They think their mother is the greatest. They have no idea.
Wednesday, May 7, 2008
Sharp Objects are Larger Then They Appear
A clean bandage is a fashion accessory.
Paper cuts have nothing on me.
Right now I'm typing with bandaged fingers and trying to hit the right keys.
I'm the only person I know who has cut her finger with a butter knife... cutting butter.
I'm the only person I know who has cut her finger with tongs... tongs!
Sheer necessity has made me use this product. But I couldn't help giggling the first time I saw a package.