I am thankful for the gluten free pizza my mother made yesterday. As far as pizza goes, it wouldn’t win any awards and Mom said she might try experimenting with the dough since gluten free is a bit more complex. Not rocket science but still…

While I am appreciative of the flavors I hadn’t had in about a year since going gluten free, what I am really thankful for is the deliberate manner in which Mom (and my sister!) were in choosing a gluten free recipe to try, running wherever to find the ingredients and then taking the time to make the pizza.

Thoughtfulness. That’s what I am thankful for.


Thoughtful Friends

I am thankful for my small group that meets Wednesday nights, usually for a bible study.

Tonight, we did our (roughly) quarterly dinner. And since I am gluten intolerant, they got me some Chinese take out instead of the pizza & salad they all had. I had offered to bring my own to save them the trouble–I do it all the time.

It was pretty tasty. And I am thankful for that too. Lots of “healthy gluten free” foods (mostly the processed crap) are extremely bland. Flavorless, if you ask me. And I know you didn’t ask me, but there it is.

I am blessed by such thoughtfulness…



I am thankful for oats. No gluten. Essentially. Maybe contaminants…

Anyway, using oats instead of cracker or something, I was able to enjoy meatloaf for dinner this evening. Yum! Hadn’t had Mom’s meatloaf in a while. Very tasty.

So often, contentment is nothing  more than enjoying and being grateful for the simple things in life. Like how incredibly special I am.

My mom doesn’t make meatloaf for everybody…

Gluten Intolerance

I am thankful for gluten intolerance. No, really! Since I learned I get to enjoy working through this particular challenge, I have learned even more about nutrition than I did since learning that I also get the diabetes challenge. Part of said challenge is that you can ask 10 different “experts” (nutritionists, dietitians, endocrinologists, certified diabetes trainers, whatever) what the best diet is for someone with these challenges might be, and you get at least 25 different answers, some of which are mutually exclusive.

Боже меня!

I am not only thankful for the opportunity to learn so much about food, but also for the greater degree of control I have. I am not one to take the word of an “expert” at face value, precisely because of the confusion I’ve encountered. Learning more allows me to experiment and find what works best for me.

I am also thankful for the fact that since I quit eating wheat, I’ve lost 25+ pounds and gone from a 44 to a 41 for pants. Still a ways to go, but every little bit helps.

And that’s all I have to say about that.

For now.


Tasty Alternatives

I am thankful for choices. Especially choices regarding food. Boy, is there a bunny trail!

In particular, I am thinking of gluten free choices and alternatives. I made a pumpkin cheesecake for a small group get-together and it has a gluten free gingersnap crust. This particular recipe also  calls for vanilla whipped cream–which is so much easier and tastier to make by hand. OK, with a small electric hand mixer…Yum!

Now to do more research for some dairy & soy free alternatives for the cream cheese and whipping cream…

Did I mention Yum?

The Joy of Leftovers

I am thankful for Thanksgiving leftovers. Yep. Still nibbling away at ’em.

But then again, I worked Thanksgiving Day so I didn’t have the initial overload either.

Be that at it may, they are all still tasty. Gotta get ’em before they spoil, right? Besides, it they’re gonna go to waist, it should be mine.   😉

Especially the pumpkin cheesecake with gluten-free gingersnap crust that I made…and had for breakfast. Yum!

Internet IV

I am again thankful for the internet. It gave me all the information I needed to crank out two gluten free pumpkin cheesecakes with gingersnap crust. One of my all time favorite desserts that I thought I would have to give up due to gluten intolerance.

Hail, Internet! Turns out the trick was simply finding gluten free gingersnaps. Much easier said than done in this town (I managed to snag the last two boxes at the last stop after hitting 4 or 5 other stores to no avail).

Now the trick is getting the family to leave me at least a tiny morsel–I get to work tomorrow and will not be with them for dinner. Not that I know which invitation they intend to accept (maybe both?)