Break bread together
The greatest thing since sliced bread
They go together like bread and butter
I have been gluten free for three months.
It ain’t really that hard, especially for someone like me who thinks lunch is the most over-rated meal of the day. I hate sandwiches. That might harken back to my mother’s economizing attempts, when we were allowed to have one (sliced so thin it was see-through) slice of lunch meat between two pieces of store-brand white bread. (20 loaves purchased on sale and stored in the bread freezer in the basement, which stood next to the meat freezer, and around the corner from the vegetable freezer.) Seven kids DO go through copious amounts of food, yes. But there was no joy in those grade school and high school sandwiches, not even the afterthought to dress it with anything but yellow mustard.
When you are gluten free you can eat all the cheese you want, and wine contains none of the offending oats. Fresh cooked meals are often gluten free: fish in a tomato-Sambucca sauce, vegetables, steaks on the grill, bacon, eggs… it is definitely not as hard as it seems.
It’s just the bread… good bread… grainy, peasant bread… crusty on the outside but still warm on the inside bread… dredged through olive oil and some seasonings.
Perhaps bread will become the new focus of my dreams, like cigarettes did when I first quit smoking. I learned that smoking in your dreams doesn’t count!!! I would smoke an entire pack in one dream! It has been years since I delighted in nocturnal and imaginary Marlboro Lights. Maybe it is time for bread to move in, dragged through seasoned olive oil. And this version is definitely calorie free!