“If thou tastest a crust of bread, thou tastest all the stars and all the heavens.”
- Robert Browning (1812-1889) English poet
Warm, crusty bread. One of life’s simplest, most satisfying foods.
But what is a gluten intolerant girl supposed to do when bread is full of the stuff that makes her writhe in pain?
Why, she calls on Bob, of course.
It has risen! It has risen, indeed!
After only ten minutes of baking, it has risen A LOT!
The scent: heavenly.
The texture: perfect.
The crust: deliciously brown.
The gluten intolerant girl: blissfully, breadfully happy.
Liss and Simon made sugar cookies (cuz in the words of the esteemed Kenny Rogers, “it’s Christmas every day”).
Have you ever had a cutout cookie break in half and then tried not to pop one of the halves in your mouth?
Like, use-one-hand-to-pry-the-other-hand-away-from-your-mouth difficult.
This is gonna be a challenge. A lifelong challenge. And I accept, fully and completely. I am ALL IN.
Because so far I am
Hopefully I’ll have plenty of beautiful, gluten-free food to dish about soon.
Thanks for reading!