| This recipe comes to me through Ginny’s mother, who made the gluten version for Ginny’s birthday party last year (before Ginny was diagnosed and went GF herself). My brother and I were both there, but he hadn’t gone on the diet yet, so when everybody gushed about how good the cake was, I asked him — is this worth getting the recipe for and adapting so we can make it? And the answer was an unequivocal yes. |  |
A long-time family favorite in my home growing up, it is now popular enough with my husband that he suggested I share this recipe on the blog. This is really quite tasty, don’t let the
“tofu” put you off :D. It’s just there to add a little more protein and personality to this … vegetable pot pie just wouldn’t be very good! Hope you enjoy this version of one of our favorites!
| My dad loves fried chicken. When we were little, he told us fried chicken was the one time we were allowed to “eat like a barbarian” — which, naturally, meant picking up our drumsticks with our bare hands and tucking in. I know it was hard enough to teach us manners without the occasional exception like that; but, on the other hand, it was hard enough to teach us fine motor skills without the occasional exception like that, too, so I suppose the lesson there is just that we were difficult children. 🙂 I hope it’s paying off at least a little, Dad, what with the frying of the chicken now. |  |
You could consider this a copy-cat recipe for La Madeline’s Tomato-Basil Soup offering. If you don’t know what that is, well, try this anyway and you’ll almost certainly like it if you like tomatoes. If you do know what it is, well, this is a little smoother but tastes just as good. Pictures are forthcoming!
| Ice cream is the natural fallback, at least for our brand of celiac disease: When my sister Amanda was in college, still undiagnosed, unable to force herself to eat a thing because it caused her so much pain, she’d fall back on either raspberry-filled donuts from Shipley’s, or banana ice cream with nuts mixed in for some protein. The donuts would be delicious enough that she’d eat them despite the utter absence of her appetite (according to her, you can burn out half a rat’s brain so it won’t normally eat, but it’ll still eat a delicacy), but the ice cream always went down more smoothly. |  |
