We went to a party the evening of day 4--it was a Sunday School dessert party. It was the first time I had to say out loud to a semi-stranger, "I am sorry I can't eat the dessert--I am gluten-free." Yes, it did feel awkward! The host apologized right away, and pulled out some strawberries for me! There was a carton of ice cream on the buffet--sitting by a hot cobbler--and we could have eaten the ice cream I suppose. David never got questioned about why he was not eating a dessert. There were some lovely desserts on display. To my surprise, I really had no desire for any of them. I thought it would be hard to resist, but it wasn't.
I made spaghetti for lunch with some brown rice spaghetti. It was good enough--not my favorite kind of pasta texture, but I was ok with it. So spaghetti can remain on the menu. I am still going though what there is a substitute for, and what we just have to give up. It does feel a little lonely in this new place...
Your talk of spaghetti reminded me of something that Adam's aunt Luara
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thin strips of zucchini sautéd, then puts sauce on top. I thought
That was an interesting idea. Keep up the good work!
Or spaghetti squash! Definitely go looking for the quinoa spaghetti - I made it for a friend once and from the taste I took I thought it was quite comparable.
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