I Can’t Cook Gluten-Free!

Before I became gluten-free, I used to love to cook, especially bake. I loved Muffins, Biscuits, Dumplings. Now, no matter how much I try or how many cookbooks I own; I just can’t do it. If you’ve been following my blog; you’ve already seen my Gluten-Free Grass Balls. Since then, I have tried to make Gluten-Free Bread Pudding which turned out worse then Brittle. It was inedible.

And here is yesterday’s disaster..um..concoction..uh..experiment:



These were supposed to be Dumplings, but, they turned into one big blob that was a cross between a dumpling and a pancake. I use Bob’s Red Mill All-Purpose Gluten-Free Flour in hopes of using only one flour. I don’t see baking enough to buy tons of different flours and I don’t like measuring out tons of different ingredients.

So, I may have to give up baking and eat gluten-free baked good already prepared from now on.

No Christmas Tree For Me

I am sick today. ..coughing, sneezing, headache, chills.  I pray this is a one-day thing. 

My Lasagna last night turned out really good however, my funny husband always asks if I followed directions exactly the first time I cook anything.  He doesn’t cook at all but he thinks that’s the only way to make anything; at least the first time.  If I followed this one exactly, I would have purchased ingredients we would never use again.  It turned out really good and it was from scratch and the end result is what matters.

Well, I’d been considering getting a Christmas Tree this year as we have not had one in 6 years and my Sister is coming.  It would have been nice for her to see the Christmas ornaments they sent as gifts hanging from the tree.  However, the reason we cannot have a Christmas Tree is our cat Firepie EATS plants.  I cannot have any flowers, tree’s, plants, etc.. in the house.  She even eats fake plants.

  A  friend gave me some flowers when I returned from the hospital and I even put them on top of the Refrigerator and Firepie knocked it down to eat them.  Then someone gave me a fake plant decoration and she tried to eat that.

  I’m sorry but my freaky cat is more important than a Christmas Tree.