Repeat after me. It’s Only Food. It’s Only Food. It. Is. Only. Food.
I’m not trying to convince you. I’m trying to convince myself.
Well, two things happened this year. Kate got a new job and we are renting a different house. It too comes with a chef (yeah…I know…poor me), which certainly beats trying to explain celiac disease to a different restaurant each night, but I’m still nervous.
I reached out to the chef a few weeks ago to introduce myself and to find out how experienced he was with the whole gluten-free thang. Here’s part of the email:I am writing about my dietary needs for the week. I have severe celiac disease and require that...
Hey folks. Sorry for the five day layoff. The last thing I remember is gnawing on a turkey leg Thanksgiving evening, feeling the tryptophan kick in and the next thing I know…it’s Tuesday.
Just a little levity to start a serious topic. Last November I wrote a blog post titled “Dear Gluten Dude: I’m Suicidal“. It was from a fellow celiac who had reached the end of his rope. It was powerful stuff and as usual the community rocked in their comments.
Another comment came through recently and I think it’s important to share. Sometimes we get so caught up in the gluten-free craziness (reason #37 why I hate that it’s gotten so popular) that we forget the realities of the disease itself and how undiagnosed celiac can lead to some real serious sh*t.Sadly for my own brother it was too late. l lost my brother to suicide....
What? You were expecting a post about why I’m thankful I have celiac disease?
I’m thankful for a lot of things in my life…having celiac is not one of them.
But there has been a silver lining in this disease. It has put me in touch with a number of people who have enriched my life. I feel at home in this community and it’s time to give some thanks to some special people.
Dude note: These types of blog posts are dangerous because there will always be people I meant to include that I just zoned out about. My apologies in advance…you know who you are.
Special thanks to…Jennifer Esposito
For bringing our cause to the public eye. For being a face behind our disease. For being so passionate. For opening a gluten-free bakery so people can feel welcome and safe. For opening your heart to...
That’s right…it’s time for my first recipe post EVER.
We celebrated our first Thanksgiving yesterday. Why yesterday? Long story short: Mrs. Dude is Jewish and I’m Catholic so the tradition has always been we spend Thanksgiving with her family and Christmas with mine. But alas, this is the first time in 15 years that my Mom is living close to us. So we are celebrating Thanksgiving with her this year. But since Hanukkah is kicking off this week, we thought we’d kill two birds with one stone (three if you count the turkey) and celebrate both holidays with Mrs. Dude’s family yesterday and then do another Thanksgiving with my family Thursday. Got it? Phew!
I’m not a big turkey guy…never really have been. But I do love the tradition of cooking the bird all day long. I love the process, I love the way the house smells as the turkey...
Divorce is ugly. I get it. But I never understood why any parent would ever, and I mean EVER, take it out on his or her own children.
When you become a parent, your number one job is to protect that child. Period.
Which leads us to today’s Dear Gluten Dude, which I just received today but I thought it was so important to get this family help, I wanted to put it out there right away.
We have a divorced couple and one of their children just got diagnosed with celiac disease.
But it seems the father doesn’t believe in gluten-free for his celiac daughter so he loads her up on gluten.
(Dude note: You still think the Jimmy Fallon skit was funny??)
The mother wants to know what her legal options are.
Now it seems to me if she...
Another day…another blog post where I need to defend my fellow celiacs from the media whores who keep piling on.
Watch the video above (or here). This may be about as bad as I’ve seen.
And I didn’t want to do this today. I’m very cognizant of having too many “negative” posts in a row. Yesterday, I called out the CSA and Omission Beer so I was hoping for something a bit more uplifting today.
But I just couldn’t give Jimmy a free pass.
I’m not gonna spend a lot of time on this. The video speaks for itself.
I think Mr. Fallon can be brilliant at times. Anybody who gives me THIS is ok in my book. But not only is this “skit” simply not funny…I just don’t understand the point of it. Are they that desperate...
I had a dream last night. I was at a gluten-free convention. This one booth had two different rice dishes set up for people to taste. I grabbed a fork and excitedly took a few bites of one of the dishes. Only after I had already swallowed did the person running the booth THEN asked me which one I had tried. She had a horrified look on her face and asked me if I had celiac disease because the one I tried wasn’t gluten-free…only the other one was.
But my reaction in the dream was odd. Instead of being angry, I was embarrassed. Embarrassed that I could be so careless; that I didn’t ask first if it was gluten-free. Yet at a gluten-free convention, shouldn’t EVERYTHING be safe for celiacs?
It’s funny I had this dream because I went to sleep last night thinking about Omission Beer and the latest...
Mrs. Dude turns XX today. We are celebrating by taking our Dudette, who broke her arm on Wednesday, in for elbow surgery.
But I didn’t want the day to pass without Mrs. Dude knowing that I’d be lost without her. That my celiac journey and my life journey are enriched because she’s a part of it. That a day doesn’t go by that I don’t thank the stars that we’re together. And that 21 years after we met, I still don’t understand how I got so dang lucky!
I’m a much better writer than I am a speaker so I wrote her the following poem.
To the Love of My Life
In 1992 I made a simple trip To celebrate Aunt Carol’s birthday And out of the city I slipped
Who would watch Lauren While we went out and ate? AC had a plan And boy did that...