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Thursday, September 23, 2010

Those pills are not quite the miracle we hoped for

I was recommended these pills that give your stomach the enzymes to process the gluten so we could cheat occasionally on the gluten-free diet. They seemed miraculous, wonderful.

But it is a slippery slope from occasional cheating.

I noticed that if I ate gluten too often, even with the pills, I would start getting uncomfortable. About 2 or 3 weeks ago, I noticed these effects again so I completely cut out eating gluten, even with the pills.

Monday before last, I started walking and other than a few blisters and a bit of soreness I felt fine. Tuesday I walked a bit farther and felt good. Wednesday I took off because I thought maybe I ought to have a rest day. Thursday I doubled how far I walked on Monday and felt great. Friday I overslept and it is just too hot here to walk later in the day.

Saturday my son had a Tae Kwon Do tournament and I didn't think to pack a meal so I had a hamburger and on enzyme pill.

Sunday we went out to eat with my father-in-law and I had spinach enchiladas and a pill.

Monday I went walking and I liked to have died. My ankles hurt, my shins hurt, my knees hurt, my hips hurt. I was praying to get through it. The only things that got me through the walk was prayer and knowing that if I went home, I would just sit there and get fatter.

Tuesday I was mostly better.

Wednesday I added more distance to my walk.

So what happened that bad Monday? I really suspect it is the gluten. Even through the pill keeps my from having a messed up stomach after eating gluten, it doesn't protect my body from inflammation. When I am sedentary, I don't really notice it but it is probably still there.

So what about these pills? I dunno. I am going to keep them around for emergencies (no chance of eating for a few hours and no gluten free items available.) I will also probably take them when there is a risk of cross-contamination.

They are not going to be an excuse anymore to eat what I want though.

Wednesday, September 15, 2010

Making my daughter eat her words OR Applesauce Chicken

In the car today hurrying home because we were all hungry, we got to talking about food - 'cuz that doesn't make you hungrier. Daisy started talking about one of her favorite meals that we can't eat anymore, beer can chicken (gluten in the beer ya know and all the gluten-free beer I have seen has been in bottles.)

We told her that you can make it with other things such as sprite, apple juice whatever. Then Hubby said that apple juice with a cinnamon stick would be good and a very loud EWWWWWW was heard from the back seat.

So tonight I proved her wrong. I didn't do it in the style of beer can chicken - mainly because we were going to church and I didn't feel it was wise to leave food on the grill like that. And we had no apple juice.

Here is what I did: I put 5 frozen chicken breasts into the crockpot and then dumped an entire jar of apple sauce on top and then filled the jar 3/4 with water and poured that on top. I thinly sliced a large onion on top, added some salt and some cinnamon and stirred as well as I could with the frozen breasts. I put it on high and we left for church. And I prayed it would be edible because I made it up.

Two hours later we got home and the chicken was not cooked through so I pulled it out and cubed it into bite size pieces. These went into a large pot and I cooked them through then added the rest of the applesauce/onion mixture and let it cook down. Meanwhile I put some rice on and we had to wait until it cooked so the applesauce was back to applesauce consistency.

I served the apple chicken on top of the rice and my family loved it. It was slightly sweet but not too bad since it was the no sugar added apple sauce. It is one that we will be adding to our recipe collection although we might play with it some more. We were thinking a handful of dried cranberries the last 10 minutes would add an additional pop of flavor. I found a recipe on A Year of SlowCooking where she adds apple cider vinegar and red pepper flakes and she actually measures the ingredients.

And we did point out to Daisy that she was eating her words since she was positive that apples and chicken would not go together. She was also appalled that people serve applesauce with pork chops but I can only cook one meal at a time.