My daughter and I stopped at Red Robin today for our yearly post-doctor lunch. We live in Houston and went to the Westchase location at Richmond and the Tollway.
The waitress brought me their allergen list and told me the manager would be over talk to me about my choices and to take my order. The manager did so promptly and this is what he explained to me:
They have gluten free buns that are individually wrapped in their own tray. The buns stay in the tray for toasting and the sandwich is built in the same tray. He assured me they would switch gloves for assembling.
Their fries are gluten free and this location has a dedicated fryer. The oil is filtered separately and never rotated through other fryers.
Eating out is always risky, but what more reassurance can you ask for?
I ordered a Guacamole Burger and Fries. This is what the manager brought me:
He apologized for bringing my hamburger before my daughter's. The reason it came early? Because the manager walked the order through the kitchen and oversaw it's preparation personally, during a busy lunch hour no less!
I still squeal when I look at it.
It was good; not the kind of good where you have to convince yourself it tastes good because it is your only option. It was REALLY good; the kind of good that you could feed it to your gluten-free critics and they would never know the difference.
So, to the Westchase Red Robin in Houston: THANK YOU! You let this gluten freeky girl eat at ease!
When the red, red robin comes bob, bob, bobbin' along
There'll be no more gluten when he starts a servin' his old sweet bun
Eat up, Eat up you gluten head
Get up, get up and go get fed,
Cheer up, it's gfree bread
Live, love, laugh and be happy!
Friday, March 30, 2012
Saturday, March 24, 2012
There's Gluten in WHAT?!?!
I went to dinner the other night at Ninfa's. I placed my safest gluten free mexican bet on guacamole with lettuce and salsa.
By time I got home, I realized my scalp was slowly starting to itch more than it had earlier in the day. Next thing I knew, my back was covered in pin prickling pain. I started running around the room like Baloo trying to find a jungle tree.
My husband kept asking, "Do you think you got glutened at dinner?" in between trying to scratch my back as I ran around the room crazy. "No! No, I don't think so. I mean, I hope not! They told me they used fresh avocados. I guess it's possible."
I reached up to scratch my head and realized I had little itchy bumps that were starting to bleed on my scalp...and then a horrible realization of how I could have gotten glutened came to me.
After frantically digging through the trash and reading a miniscule ingredient list, there it was. "Wheat Amino Acids".
Are you ready to hear what glutened me?
MY REVLON HAIR COLOR!
I had colored my hair that afternoon with the same $4 box of color I have always used... but this time my skin went into a Celiac spiral.
Many doctors will tell you that you can't get 'glutened' through your skin. I beg to differ.
When I was first diagnosed, I had been living with a perpetual rash on my chest and backne (you know, acne on your back) that showering made worse. Most of my health issues started improving immediately when I began eating gluten free. But the small red bumps on my chest and back persisted.
I asked my doc about gluten and skin products. He told me my best resource for getting an answer would be a support group.
Reading through several CD posts, I kept seeing people going gfree with their soap, makeup, and basically everything their body came in contact with.
It was a silly, 'doh' moment when I stood in the shower straining to read the tiny, shiny ingredient list on my shampoo to get to the 'wheat' ingredient only to turn it over and see this:
So, at least for me, gluten on the skin definitely causes a reaction.
Why the new reaction to hair color?
This is the hair product I have always used. I have never had a problem with it before. I have noticed that the 'cleaner' I get, the more sever my reaction to getting accidently glutened. I say accidently because I can't ever see myself purposefully ingesting gluten...again. (I still can't write the post about that fish filet sandwich.) Also, I spent so many years struggling with a general and all over malaise that I couldn't pin point my discomfort. I just ached. I just itched. I just felt tired. Pretty much all the things I felt again after using the hair color.
Why didn't I read the box before I used it? No excuse here: I'm obviously still in denial about the insidious permeation of gluten into almost every aspect of main stream commercial America.
I'm going to have to question and examine everything that goes into or onto my body. But really, shouldn't we all?
By time I got home, I realized my scalp was slowly starting to itch more than it had earlier in the day. Next thing I knew, my back was covered in pin prickling pain. I started running around the room like Baloo trying to find a jungle tree.
My husband kept asking, "Do you think you got glutened at dinner?" in between trying to scratch my back as I ran around the room crazy. "No! No, I don't think so. I mean, I hope not! They told me they used fresh avocados. I guess it's possible."
I reached up to scratch my head and realized I had little itchy bumps that were starting to bleed on my scalp...and then a horrible realization of how I could have gotten glutened came to me.
After frantically digging through the trash and reading a miniscule ingredient list, there it was. "Wheat Amino Acids".
Are you ready to hear what glutened me?
MY REVLON HAIR COLOR!
I had colored my hair that afternoon with the same $4 box of color I have always used... but this time my skin went into a Celiac spiral.
Many doctors will tell you that you can't get 'glutened' through your skin. I beg to differ.
When I was first diagnosed, I had been living with a perpetual rash on my chest and backne (you know, acne on your back) that showering made worse. Most of my health issues started improving immediately when I began eating gluten free. But the small red bumps on my chest and back persisted.
I asked my doc about gluten and skin products. He told me my best resource for getting an answer would be a support group.
Reading through several CD posts, I kept seeing people going gfree with their soap, makeup, and basically everything their body came in contact with.
It was a silly, 'doh' moment when I stood in the shower straining to read the tiny, shiny ingredient list on my shampoo to get to the 'wheat' ingredient only to turn it over and see this:
Guess what? As soon as I switched to gluten free shampoo and soap, my rash and backne cleared up. Poof! Like that.
So, at least for me, gluten on the skin definitely causes a reaction.
Why the new reaction to hair color?
This is the hair product I have always used. I have never had a problem with it before. I have noticed that the 'cleaner' I get, the more sever my reaction to getting accidently glutened. I say accidently because I can't ever see myself purposefully ingesting gluten...again. (I still can't write the post about that fish filet sandwich.) Also, I spent so many years struggling with a general and all over malaise that I couldn't pin point my discomfort. I just ached. I just itched. I just felt tired. Pretty much all the things I felt again after using the hair color.
Why didn't I read the box before I used it? No excuse here: I'm obviously still in denial about the insidious permeation of gluten into almost every aspect of main stream commercial America.
I'm going to have to question and examine everything that goes into or onto my body. But really, shouldn't we all?
Friday, March 23, 2012
I'm Coconuts Over You
I wanted to make it again for a gathering but I have seen my gluten free foods get cross contaminated at parties (even when I set them apart or put a sticker on them).
I just couldn't bear the thought of being separated from this pie, so I decided to make the recipe into bite sized treats. No gluteny knives or forks would be necessary to serve!
Whether it's full or bite sized, I think you will fall in love with this recipe!
Ingredients
- 4 tablespoons unsalted butter, softened
- 11 ounces (about 6 cups) sweetened shredded coconut
- 1 cup heavy cream
- 8 ounces bittersweet chocolate (preferably 61% cacao), finely chopped
Preheat the oven to 350°F.
Mix it with one-third of the coconut until mixture forms a ball. This takes 1 to 2 minutes.
Transfer to a medium bowl. Add the remaining two-thirds coconut to the mixture and mix with your fingers. Spray a mini-muffin pan with no-stick spray.
Using a spoon or a cookie scoop, place a ball of dough in each space.
Be sure to leave the coconut at the top slightly loose.
After making the shells, I noticed what was on my bowl. Is it wrong to make gluten free goodies in a bowl decorated with wheat shafts? I'll struggle with my conscience later.
Place the shells in the oven and bake until they begin to brown (10 to 15 minutes). Cover with foil if the edges start to brown. Cook another 4 to 5 minutes more. Transfer crust to a wire rack to cool completely.
Be sure to place a cookie sheet under the shells. The crust is very buttery and may drip over the sides. |
To make the the filling, chop 8 oz of chocolate very fine. My preference is 60% cacao.
You may notice that my pictures shows a full pound of chocolate. I doubled the ingredients for the filling so we would have some left over. Yes, I did! (We spread it on gluten free french toast the next day like a ganachy chocolate jam.)
Put the cream in a heavy sauce pan and bring just to a boil.
Let sit 10 minutes, then stir until chocolate is completely melted and mixture is combined.
I put the chocolate in a plastic baggie. Snip off the end and used it to fill the pie shells.
When pouring from a baggie, just tilt the end of the bag down to fill and then lift up when you're reaching the top of the pie shell.
Refrigerate until filling is set. The original recipe says for 1 hour or 1 day.
If you can wait past an hour, more power to you. I am so coconuts over this dessert I can barely make it that long.
Enjoy!
Sunday, March 11, 2012
We Have a Gluten Free List...Buffalo Wild Wings
My kid's relay team just set their second National Record! We're doing all the things an accomplishment like that warrants: hugging and parading and picture taking and...
...a big celebration dinner with the team.
Out.
At a restaurant.
At a restaurant that is appealing to 14 year old boys: Buffalo Wild Wings.
I ate there not too long ago. I was told they had a gluten free list. But I couldn't bend my fingers comfortably for three days after that meal. I'm feeling sick long before I ever take the first bite of faith. It's the 'fuss' that starts the queasy feeling; you know, the fuss of trying to explain how careful I need them to be with my food.
Luckily, I have some advance notice and could call ahead to Buffalo Wild Wings. It went like this:
Me: Hi, I'm coming to your restaurant tonight with a large group. I have a terrible, horrible allergy (I know Celiacs is NOT an allergy, but it seems to be the only word that gets a me a gleam of understanding). May I speak with your manager about gluten free options?
Boy on the Phone: Yes! We have a gluten free list. You can look at that.
Me: Do you have a dedicated fryer?
Boy on the Phone: Uh...let me get the manager.
The manager was so lovely. He gave me a firm and confident statement, "We DO have a gluten free list."
Great! Do you also have a dedicated fryer?
Silence.
"I don't know. When you come in, ask for the evening manager. But you probably shouldn't eat anything here."
It's nice to have a list but the list alone doesn't do anything for me. Should I go buy some trusted Pei Wei and bring it to the party? Should I stock up on snickers and M&Ms from concessions? I have an apple in the car.
What would you do?
...a big celebration dinner with the team.
Out.
At a restaurant.
At a restaurant that is appealing to 14 year old boys: Buffalo Wild Wings.
I ate there not too long ago. I was told they had a gluten free list. But I couldn't bend my fingers comfortably for three days after that meal. I'm feeling sick long before I ever take the first bite of faith. It's the 'fuss' that starts the queasy feeling; you know, the fuss of trying to explain how careful I need them to be with my food.
Luckily, I have some advance notice and could call ahead to Buffalo Wild Wings. It went like this:
Me: Hi, I'm coming to your restaurant tonight with a large group. I have a terrible, horrible allergy (I know Celiacs is NOT an allergy, but it seems to be the only word that gets a me a gleam of understanding). May I speak with your manager about gluten free options?
Boy on the Phone: Yes! We have a gluten free list. You can look at that.
Me: Do you have a dedicated fryer?
Boy on the Phone: Uh...let me get the manager.
The manager was so lovely. He gave me a firm and confident statement, "We DO have a gluten free list."
Great! Do you also have a dedicated fryer?
Silence.
"I don't know. When you come in, ask for the evening manager. But you probably shouldn't eat anything here."
It's nice to have a list but the list alone doesn't do anything for me. Should I go buy some trusted Pei Wei and bring it to the party? Should I stock up on snickers and M&Ms from concessions? I have an apple in the car.
What would you do?
Sunday, March 4, 2012
Rainbow-on-a-Stick
Who doesn't love food on a stick?
Sticks give food the flavor of festivals and fairs. It's portable nourishment. You don't have to miss any of the excitement while you eat!
The Houston Livestock Show and Rodeo is happening right now. Man, I love the rodeo; not the agricultural aspect, but the plethora of food-on-a-stick it brings to town. Why, there's even an award given at the rodeo for this type of food. It's called, 'Best Food-on-a-Stick'. There you can find corn dogs on a stick, pizza on a stick, popcorn on a stick, fried cookie dough on a stick and chocolate covered cheesecake, you guessed it, on a freakin' stick! They have chicken fried bacon too!?! It's not on a stick, but it deserves a mention.
My heart sank a little when I thought of the rodeo this year. You see, most of these walking treats are seasoned with or dipped and deep fried in gluten. Death-on-a-stick anyone?
Celiac Disease has turned the rodeo into one of those scary carnival movies for me; clowns reaching for me with glutenous hands, pushing me backwards until I fall into a pit filled with wheat flour. I see their painted smiles as a white cloud of gluten envelops me. Fade to black.
But I don't like staying on the dark side for long. I like my clouds with silver linings (not flour). I like rainbows with, or without, a pot of gold at the end. I'll take my rainbows-on-a-stick!
Can you help me think of gluten free foods to put on a stick?
Sticks give food the flavor of festivals and fairs. It's portable nourishment. You don't have to miss any of the excitement while you eat!
The Houston Livestock Show and Rodeo is happening right now. Man, I love the rodeo; not the agricultural aspect, but the plethora of food-on-a-stick it brings to town. Why, there's even an award given at the rodeo for this type of food. It's called, 'Best Food-on-a-Stick'. There you can find corn dogs on a stick, pizza on a stick, popcorn on a stick, fried cookie dough on a stick and chocolate covered cheesecake, you guessed it, on a freakin' stick! They have chicken fried bacon too!?! It's not on a stick, but it deserves a mention.
My heart sank a little when I thought of the rodeo this year. You see, most of these walking treats are seasoned with or dipped and deep fried in gluten. Death-on-a-stick anyone?
Celiac Disease has turned the rodeo into one of those scary carnival movies for me; clowns reaching for me with glutenous hands, pushing me backwards until I fall into a pit filled with wheat flour. I see their painted smiles as a white cloud of gluten envelops me. Fade to black.
But I don't like staying on the dark side for long. I like my clouds with silver linings (not flour). I like rainbows with, or without, a pot of gold at the end. I'll take my rainbows-on-a-stick!
Can you help me think of gluten free foods to put on a stick?
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