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Tuesday, November 9, 2010


Baking is fun for me. I was 13 when I made my first loaf of bread, Mom was gone and Dad had no idea how much mess it could make.

I enjoyed working with the dough, stretching and activating the gluten.

It is rather ironic, isn't it.

I didn't mind too much the thought of gluten-free baking. I mean how different can it be? Extremely different.

Then my Dad died. And then 31 days later my husband's mother passed away. And I stopped cooking and I especially stopped baking.

 I had no desire to experiment in the kitchen. At this point in our gluten-free journey, almost everything is an experiment.

But finally, I am wanting to play in the kitchen. I am looking for things to surprise my family with. I am having fun in the kitchen again.

I made Jowar Roti just to see how it turned out. Junior was ecstatic because they made great bean burritos.

I made pumpkin hummus because Hummus is yummy and so is pumpkin. Junior made it for 4-H food competition because he liked it that much. 

Daisy had a birthday party to go to and I suggested that we make cupcakes so she could have one to eat while everyone else was eating cake. I even made buttercream frosting with real butter.

And I made up a dessert. Made it up as in created it, came up with an idea and wanted to see how it would play out. And it was good. Really good. More on that later.

I am finally having fun in the kitchen again. There are so many things to try and do and taste.

I also plan on blogging what we try and what I invent. For now I have some pumpkins to scrape.

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