Unless you are new here, you know that I’m a grinch.
Sometimes the holidays sometimes make me cranky so no one is more surprised that I have created a gift guide than me.
Please enjoy. And maybe take it with a grain of salt.
For the friend who is a frequent traveler.
For your sister, the Solange wannabe.
For the grump in your life. h/t to @taniaha.
For the friend who watches Golden Girls reruns all winter long. Via Brandi Roberts’ Fantasy Floorplans.
For the narcissist you’re kind of dating, maybe.
For the vegan, gluten-free, soy-free friend.
For the coworker who never stops complaining about hating his job.
For the friend who loves to be shocking.
For the last person on earth without Amazon Prime.
In the comments, tell me about the hard-to-shop-for person in your life and maybe I’ll find the perfect gift.
The best word for describing my weekend:
I had pancakes at brunch at Freemans with Adrienne. Dinner of chicken parm and pasta from Max. Pancakes again at brunch at Spring Natural Kitchen with my Kenya trip friend Caroline.
By the time I woke up Sunday morning, I had gained two of the pounds I lost during the gluten-free experiment.
My honest reaction after eight days of feeling sad about food was “Oh well.”
I’ll worry about exercise tomorrow.
Yesterday was Day 7 of my medically-suggested gluten-free month.
In short, I am hungry all the time. You should buy me this shirt right now.
I am also cranky. My joints feel somewhat better, but I otherwise do not feel any different. Except hungry.
Breakfast is still The Worst. When I walk into Starbucks, my mouth waters for the pastries I cannot order.
Without Kind Honey & Oat Clusters and Noosa coconut yogurt, I probably would have quit this experiment already.
Do you think I’ll make it thirty days? I don’t.
Update: I quit the same day this was published after a chat with my doctor. Happily I’m no longer hungry!
I woke up, filled with dread. This day had loomed in my mind like a dark cloud on a distant horizon.
I rolled out of bed and left my apartment, still wearing the clothes in which I slept. Turning the corner, I walked into Swallow Cafe and evaluated the pastry selection.
Where were the weird gluten-free pastries I had seen just last week — and turned up my nose at? Not at Swallow, apparently.
Starbucks pastries via EatAtState.com
Visitors take note: once you cross the Big Sites from your NYC To Do list, head south. In fact, if you skip Times Square for the subtler charms of other neighborhoods, I won’t tell anyone.
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The jury is still out but I may have to go gluten-free in the near future. You can guess how I feel about that possibility.
In the meantime, I’m doing some research.
So far, it’s breakfast that concerns me the most. I love French toast, and regular toast, and pancakes. Breakfast would appear to require the most sacrifice.
Desserts worry me too, although if Scranton-area bakeries are even offering gluten-free treats, I might be OK.
I found an amazing list of restaurants with good gluten-free offerings in Austin via ATX Gluten Free.
NYC is a good place to live if you have to be gluten-free.
Are you gluten-free? What’s your biggest challenge?