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The tips are catered to those with celiac disease but may be altered to suit any individual health and diet regimen:
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All of us can relate to gluten-free mishaps during a dinner or holiday party.
One in particular makes me shake my head and laugh when it comes to mind. While at a party I was offered a non-gluten-free alcoholic drink three times by the same individual. I was certain my concisely put “no thank you…That’s nice of you but I’m fine… No thanks, I don’t need one” would suffice for an answer. Indeed, I was mistaken. A sugary malt drink accompanied by a fruity garnish was ordered in my honor and made its way into my hand. Distracted by the cocktail’s flickering battery powered plastic ice cubes, I ignored the partygoer’s puzzled expression turned in my direction. “Oh my gosh,” I thought to myself. “Where have these things been?” A not so subtle “ahem” from my knight and shining armor revived me from the ice cube trance. “Oh, I’m sorry” I said. “I should have just told you that I don’t drink.” The puzzled looks quickly turned to rolled eyes, smirks, and interesting responses: “Why even come to a party then?” “How do you have fun if you don’t drink?” Clearly, I had a moment of poor judgment for even attending the party in the first place. Sure, the idea of socializing with beautiful people at a place that was bit of a scene is fun but I was caught off guard and had enough.
"If you don't drink...Why even come to a party?"
Another story echoes particularly loud along the trails of my memory. It happened earlier in my diagnosis, around the 2-year mark since eating gluten-free. I was barely functional, scraping by to the best of my ability. I accepted an invitation to a sit down dinner with eight other guests. The hosts knew me very well and assured that my food would be gluten-free. Despite their assurance, I inquired about the menu for the night. Come to find out, steak planned to be served and although gluten-free, my body was not healthy enough to have red meat. Politely asking if I could bring fish for myself instead and the hosts insisted they would supply it for me. I made the mistake of not eating that day to ensure I did not jeopardize the dinner. As we sat down to eat, the fish was forgotten. Despite my efforts to assure the hosts it was not a problem at all, the situation was blown out proportion. Once at the dinner table, the guest opposite of me blurted, “What’s wrong with you anyway?” I fumbled over the words to say as my shocked face looked to the guest. “There’s nothing wrong with me" I finally mumbled. "Well what’s the deal with the meat then?” He replied. Hoping to turn the conversation away, I gave a subtle answer; “I can eat meat. It’s just with celiac disease, some can't handle red meat well at all. It’ll make me feel very sick.”
"So, what's wrong with you anyway?"
Thinking the worst was over, the host chimed in from the head of the dinner table. “So what if I just told you it wasn’t red meat? I’m sure you’d be fine then.” His sarcasm and arrogance expelled from each corner of his mouth as he spoke. I looked down at my plate hoping the steam pouring out of my ears or the scolding heat from my face wasn’t visible as it felt. Still looking down I replied, “That would be nice wouldn’t it.”
If you didn’t catch that, the host essentially accounted my diet limitations as an illusion made up in my mind. For those who fight for their life every day will understand how infuriating this accusation can be.
Although these stories don't seem to have a happy ending, you learn, laugh about it, and move on. Stories and learning experiences are all a part of this crazy but amazing road to healing.
I could eat pancakes for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. On Christmas, Easter, on my wedding day...
Before diagnosis, I spent a month back packing the Midwest, living off granola, dirt, and sunshine. I came home with a knitted beanie fused to the straggly parts of what used to be my hair. I hopped off the plane with the little cocoon on my head in tact. I was smelly, tired, and offered change at one point. Regardless, business needed attending to. I could not pry off my beanie, step into a shower, or rest easy until I sat down to a stack of pancakes at Ihop. I ate to my hearts content with the rest of the strange and smelly individuals populating the restaurant. It was pure gluteny, pancakey, sugary bliss. Of course we know the story doesn't end well; I became sick and miserable. Blah, blah,blah. But thousands of miles could not break the bond between the pancake love of my life and neither will celiac disease!
You will need:
2 tablespoons honey
2 tablespoons virgin coconut oil, room tempt
3/4 cup almond milk, at room tempt
1 1/2 cups almond flour or meal
2 teaspoons coconut flour
1 scoop vanilla protein powder (I use Vega)
1/2 teaspoon baking soda
1-teaspoon baking powder
1-1/2 Tablespoon of raw cocoa powder
1/4 teaspoon salt
1 Tablespoon chai or flax seeds ( I didn’t even taste the chai seeds which I didn’t mind)
You can add extra yummies such as sliced banana or dairy free chocolate chips! (Sabotage! NOMNOMNOM)
- For extra sweetness, I added a teaspoon or so of sweetener from Sugarlesse. Or you can use stevia
- Mix dry ingredients separately in a medium bowl.
- In blender or food processor, pulse the wet ingredients together.
- Fold wet ingredients in with the dry.
- Take about ½ cup of batter and place evenly on a greased pan. Let sit for about 1-2 minutes over low-medium heat. This mixture tends to brown quickly on the outside.
- Top with Earth balance butter spread and honey (or your extra banana slices, chocolate chips, or chai seeds). Grab a cup of hot chai tea or teccino coffee and enjoy!
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